Edric squinted as they were thrust into broad daylight and reached up to pack his visible Ministry badge into his robe's pocket. He had few reasons to gallivant around the streets of muggle London, and he assumed Ross was no different. There had to be a reason they were here and away from the watchful eyes of wizards.
"You know how I am with change," he said, remembering the days during the Irvingly fog crisis. He hadn't coped with with the changes in policies and responsibilities, but he'd managed. "But this is one I welcome." Now his days afforded him longer breaks to visit home and ensure his very pregnant wife was managing well, which was perhaps one of the best perks.
"Though I hope there are no magical accidents or catastrophes to handle here in muggle London?" he asked, a single brow raised.
"You know how I am with change," he said, remembering the days during the Irvingly fog crisis. He hadn't coped with with the changes in policies and responsibilities, but he'd managed. "But this is one I welcome." Now his days afforded him longer breaks to visit home and ensure his very pregnant wife was managing well, which was perhaps one of the best perks.
"Though I hope there are no magical accidents or catastrophes to handle here in muggle London?" he asked, a single brow raised.
— set by MJ! —