[location: cafe] Let dreamers dream what worlds they please

[livingspare]

Cedric Diggory is having a cup of tea

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[goesbymiss]

If Cedric is hoping for company, he's in luck; Hilary wanders past after a little while, peering around for an empty table and not finding one. "Would you mind?" she asks at last, indicating the empty seat across from him. "There are other seats around, but it looks like this table has one of the best views."

[livingspare]

He smiles, charming and polite: the war hasn't much dented his quiet charisma, even if it has made him a little bit tired. "Not in the slightest. It is rather a nice view, at that. And it is a public table."

[goesbymiss]

Hilary knows something about wars making people tired. And other things wars do to people; her arm is in a sling, but she's becoming very adept at carrying tea and a pastry one-handed. She deposits them on the free side of the table, carefully, and smiles back at him as she sits down. "Really, I just like to people-watch, and nowhere at home is nearly as good for it as Xanadu."

[livingspare]

"Not so much variety, certainly," he allows. If he knew her, he'd have offered to help her with the tea-carrying, but he doesn't want to presume.

Instead, he says, "May I ask where home is?"