Harry starts rolling it up, probably a bit painfully roughly in the eyes of someone who cares more than he does about such things-- though he does take enough care to keep it out of reach of Lady, who has decided that it's time for a round of Bite That Thing. He tucks the roll under one arm, takes a last look around the room. As he approaches the door back to Milliways, he offers his hand to Feuilly once again-- just in case, you know.
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Date: 2015-07-22 01:49 pm (UTC)