"She's welcome to it", he breathed with a smile, holding out the button carefully to the niffler. Ginger was such a floofy little thing, for all her mischievousness. Almost as cute as her owner.

Almost.

"Erm, my name's Bragi Holm, by the way", he introduced himself a little timidly, shooting a glance up at the fellow before returning his watchful gaze to the beastie. "From the International department." Perhaps he could've guessed that by Bragi's light Danish accent.

But he already slightly regretted extending the courtesy of introduction, for surely he should be trying to distance himself from the chap, not trying to get to know him better. For Bragi's interest in him did not feel very healthy. Besides, the thought of finally having a name for his crush was alarmingly realist, when it was far nicer to perpetuate harmless fantasy.