"Agreed," she trailed her fingertips across the top of his hand, taking in a shaky breath. Her mind had gone straight to the same spot as Ted's, she was sure of it -- Dora would want Sirius to help her with the flowers. What had happened to not thinking about it, she wondered. Maybe it was something that she wouldn't be able to get away from. There wasn't a point directly denying it, at least.
She let out a quiet sigh. "Right, then," it was just as obvious that she was distracted by what they'd both been thinking. "He'll be back, Ted." Andromeda tried desperately to sound sure of herself but thought she failed quite miserably. "Whatever you'd like." Because she was definitely not going to be in the mindset to pick a film, but she didn't want to drag Ted into the sort of state she was starting to sink toward.
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