Persy was spared any further speculation on the matter of Thomasina—musings to be tucked aside for a later date, a date on which she had not been wiped from the memories of those near and dear to her—by the words she had been waiting to hear.

You're not lying.

"And you're too clever to be fooled if I was," Persy remarked with a wry smile. "I could tell you of your first monthlies or the day you were accepted into the auror program, if you need further evidence, but in truth I would rather cut to the part where you offer me a place to hole up while Mr. Applegate solves... all this." The witch gestured between the two of them.