"Now that's a bloody shame, Gawain 'ere's disappointed."

Leathan new far better than to start to allow himself to be amused at the way in which Orion was baiting the other intern; part of the whole 'being an adult' thing, that was. And yet he was hard pressed to keep himself from breaking into the grin that threatened. As so, instead, he cleared his throat as he hid his mouth behind his cup of coffee, his eyes obstensibly glued with true interest on a sheet of parchement with further information about their day's assignment.

"About time! And I thought you Aurors did nothing but sit around doing paper work. Or scared kids doing magic during summer. Meaningful stuff like that."

And that had the grin breaking as he looked over at the dark haired Ravenclaw. "That would be Helena. Though, she eats interns for breakfast."

That only would have been a better statement had the stoic Auror in question overheard him.

"Do you think someone was killed?"

"Nope. The figure in question was mooning the muggles and needed a green light so those in question would get a better look."

"I wasn't talking to you. And ... I can get the Obliviators ... if you haven't already done so."


He gave a shake of his head, starting to jump into the middle before the two boys decided that trading words wasn't getting their point across. But, before he could do more than open his mouth, Orion was already walking out of the cubicle, weaving around the misplaced wastebacket of another's cubicle and going on about what a fool that the baddie was.

Grabbing the files that he needed, he shook his head and, grabbing Gawain by the sleeve of his shirt, hauled the kid with him even as he was arguing against Orion's own words. Reaching the end of the cubicles, just before they were at the exit, he halted Orion by calling the young lad's name.

"I'm all for getting ourselves out and about as soon as possible. Trust me, Mr. Madison, there is little I despise more in this job than sitting at a desk and working through case files; it's part of the job. However," he cautioned, "we can't just go racing off without make sure we have covered the bases. Gawain," he turned to the other, "you go ahead and run over to the Obliviator Office and let them know we'll be at," he paused and, opening a file, glanced at the address, "fourteen Riverdam Road out in Hounslou. Orion," he handed one of the files to the kid, "you make sure you know, backwards and forwards, the details of what Sobel reported. We have to make sure we're not missing any details.

"As for the councerns you both voiced, you're both thinking like Aurors. That's fantastic. But, regradless of what you may think about the circumstances, you have to keep a fully open mind and go into the questioning with the hope to learn everything you can. You can only do that if you don't have an agenda."