Bragi smiled shyly as the nervous stranger invited him to join her, though he was more interested in her than he was in his salad — after all, she had just mentioned Mr Crouch! Luckily, Bragi had missed the bit about the vomiting. But he could certainly appreciate having nerves before an interview; it seemed only yesterday he'd been in this precise situation.
"I work for Mr Crouch, in fact!" he revealed. "Not to worry, he's very nice. He's not intimidating or anything. Well", he corrected himself sheepishly, "he doesn't mean to be intimidating, I think. And that's the most important thing."
Bragi hoped that was helpful. But, er... it probably wasn't.
![[Image: bragi-sig.jpg]](https://i.ibb.co/FDwcFHf/bragi-sig.jpg)
"I work for Mr Crouch, in fact!" he revealed. "Not to worry, he's very nice. He's not intimidating or anything. Well", he corrected himself sheepishly, "he doesn't mean to be intimidating, I think. And that's the most important thing."
Bragi hoped that was helpful. But, er... it probably wasn't.
![[Image: bragi-sig.jpg]](https://i.ibb.co/FDwcFHf/bragi-sig.jpg)