Breccan stepped closer into the workshop, and spotted his employer. He seemed thankfully alive, and from what Breccan could tell among the exploded bits of the workshop, not likely to die in the next five minutes, which would be helpful when he could ask how exactly this had happened and if it affected his work.

"I'm here, Mr. Ollivander," Breccan said, and then, more urgently, "We should get out. No idea how stable everything is and all."

He tried to keep the large amount of worry out of his voice, but he was still concerned that something else would be exploding any minute, and he didn't want to be around here when it did.

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