"I do," Fabrice is quick to agree, not minding Aoife pointing it out; it's the truth. He's spent so long away from Cecilia, ever since she went to boarding school all those years ago. Even though they kept in contact ever since, and he's been able to visit her in Europe occasionally, he's missed living close to her. And he does need her; she's his best friend still, after all. "Unfortunately, all my clothes are at home. I need to actually work on that shrinking charm so that I can have spare clothes for next time."

He runs his hand through his hair sheepishly again. "Yes, well. I like to think I've learned from past experiences."

"And who is this terrible hunter? He's a beauty," he says, offering his hand for the dog to sniff.