[ Ah! Does that mean she considers him a good friend candidate too? He hopes so! He thinks about this, then nods again. ]

As do I, Hermione.

[ Then, with the slightly awkward mannerisms of someone who clearly knows this is a Thing People Do but is entirely out of practice, Wrathion hesitantly reaches out and... touches her gently on her upper arm. Yes. Good. Contact. This is, he thinks, correct. ]

Thank you.

[ Saying thank you is important, he thinks? Right. Good, Excellent. Totally nailed this. He drops his hand, moves slightly away from the and fusses down some more of his hair ready to step out of the alley. Wouldn't do to walk out suspiciously ruffled. ]

Let me know if there is anything I can assist with, and... be careful. There is much we don't know about this place.

[ He's quite sure it will be dangerous. ]