Tycho hadn't made a move to the window, but Ford edged towards it all the same, ready to prevent him from leaving if he started that direction. Ty might have gotten here in one piece, but that didn't mean he'd get back the same way, and Ford wasn't going to sleep well if he just let him disappear into the darkness.
"What kind of a question is that?" he asked, tone softening. He didn't want to say it, because he knew if he tried to form the word love he'd have to work past a lump in his throat to do it, and in his present state he didn't trust Tycho not to use it against him.
"You're in no state to fly," he argued, reaching out to grab Tycho's arm. "I'll take you through the floo or we'll go through the garden and I'll apparate you, alright?"
"What kind of a question is that?" he asked, tone softening. He didn't want to say it, because he knew if he tried to form the word love he'd have to work past a lump in his throat to do it, and in his present state he didn't trust Tycho not to use it against him.
"You're in no state to fly," he argued, reaching out to grab Tycho's arm. "I'll take you through the floo or we'll go through the garden and I'll apparate you, alright?"
Set by Lady!