[Prefect is still pretty clearly worn out as heck when he opens the door, but he's holding the jar in his hand awkwardly, and offers it to her before even saying hello. As if catching his own rudeness here, he frowns a little sheepishly, and steps back into the room, to invite her in this time.]
Sorry, Sister. Having this thing just... pop back up like this is really creepy.
[spam]
Sorry, Sister. Having this thing just... pop back up like this is really creepy.