Lyra sent another glower his way for good measure. Fortunately for Draco she simply didn't have it in her to slap him around a bit just then. Instead, she wrinkled her nose and released a light sigh, almost as if working up to standing again.

"You're not going to change my mind so easily, you know," she said as Pan climbed back up into her lap, his fur a soft comfort along the inside of her wrist. "But I'll leave you to it. I suppose you have earned maybe a few minutes of quiet," drawled as she stood.