Of course, "exploring" the lab had let to brewing. A light lunch followed. Food appeared the moment Severus had sunken into one of the patio desk-chairs. The former spy soaked up the serene atmosphere. Waves crash on the shore were hypnotic, soothing even. Around five, a spot of tea and some homemade shortbread popped up beside him. After that, Snape rested his eyes a little. Falling asleep in a place that he had not adequately warded was out of the question, of course. After helping himself to some fruit, he started the trek back to the Manor. It was indeed rather enjoyable to walk. The path wound its way through light woods that seemed filled with flora aplenty. The Potion Master wondered what kinds of ingredients he could find here. Not that he knew where "here" really was.