Before she could get back to her room and fuel her tired body, Remus spoke up. Hermione looked to him and forced a bit of a smile. His offer was kind but she didn't think it would be right to take him up on it. She knew he had his own burdens to bear. She wasn't sure if they'd be able to talk without filling the space around them with stress. Still, it was an offer and his generosity wasn't something she wanted to insult. After all, living in a place, out of the way, had been helpful in terms of her making progress with her invention. "Thanks." She told him. "I know you mean well but I'm alright, really." She told him. "I'm more worried about you." She said. "If you're not getting enough sleep, I could make a potion for you..." She started to offer, still holding her plate. It did smell good. 

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"Hey, this isn't my fault." The Doctor protested and waved a hand at the TARDIS as Rose moved to check it out more closely. "She's lost her bloody mind is all, she'll be alright in a bit I'm sure." He shrugged and looked to Rose when she mentioned that there was something odd going on. A promising drug to help people lose weight? Humans were unnecessarily vain. He figured whoever was behind the company was taking advantage of the faults in humans and their desire to look a certain way. His thoughts were interrupted when Rose gave him an intriguing smile and asked if they should check it out. "Of course!" He agreed and threw up his hands. Surely they could pose as investors or something. "You got a car or are we walking there?" it had been ages since he'd been in a car.