To his credit, Antonin didn't continue the argument. She knew just by looking at him that he didn't like the idea of her going back to work, but he wasn't going to press her any further. He had to have known she was worried about something. There had been no further mention of the invisibility cloak. She returned it to the basement and then drank her potion. Sleep was a welcome escape for the row she knew would be waiting for her when she woke up. Only it wasn't. She knew better than to think he'd forgotten about it. No, he would bring it up later when it suited him. In an effort to pacify him, she kissed him goodbye. Her lips lingered against his for a few seconds longer than they usually did. At least for the moment, he was calmer.