Working at all stressed Vincent out. He tried to be around Elijah as much as possible, but also knew that he needed to rest and the rest of the family needed to see him too. Even the occasional in-law appearance popped in with a worried sob story to earn sympathy points, though Vincent was a pessimist when it came to his wife's family members.

His intake of blood pops had been on a slow decline, but he was still consuming more than usual and was glad that Gabrielle was more than willing to help pay for family expenses with her [NEWTs Level Career] earnings. They could afford it, but he still worried heavily, especially with the added expense of helping Elijah heal.

From the quiet knock, Vincent was expecting Gabrielle or Siobhan or Eliza to be at the door. No, Victor didn't knock. When he looked up to see Elijah, he was surprised. Before he could ask why his son was even out of bed, the kid was asking if he could make his way to Hogsmeade. He stared at his son for a few moments. Of course the poor kid was possibly going crazy being caged up all day at home. But he had burns everywhere.

Vincent sat back in his seat and look away briefly and then looked back at him. "Are you sure?"