“Do you?” Asha was quick to follow up. Wondering just who he might have stumbled into. “Yes, that is an issue.” One that had stranded him here in Hogsmeade instead of London and his home. “At least you weren’t stuck at work though.” He was quick to add, a half smile on his lips. He realized too late she couldn’t see such a thing and instead gave her hand a gentle squeeze as if that could make up for it.

“And when you aren’t stranded here by the fog, what is it you do at the ministry?” He inquired to keep the dark from seeming to press in on them - or anyone pressing in on them in this fathomless dark.