Something happened - or rather, something failed to happen. She feels it in the way it leaves a void inside her, a knot in her throat again.

This is it, she thinks. Neither of them are the type of reckless to play fast and loose with friendship bonds. It'll be the hill they die on.

She lets out a soft sigh, breath unwittingly whispering across the crook of his neck, and reaches over his shoulder to point under the pro column.

"Loads better than Lockhart, and actually more qualified. Add that."