Oh. Well. She shuffles the balls of her feet again, this time back to center, pressing her lips together. With her hands practically in the sleeves of her jacket, she can pretend she's shivering from the cold. the August cold.

"Thank you, again," she says. "I'm sure I'll see you then, whenever it is." She offered a watery smile before she starts to unlock her door, both magical and mundane locks.