(1937-09-05) Gratitude
Details for Gratitude
Summary: Gideon returns to Kilkenny to show his gratitude to Niamh.
Date: September 5, 1937
Location: Kilkenny Apothecary Shop, Diagon Alley
Related: Clarity

Kilkenny Apothecary Shop, Diagon Alley

The store's interior is packed full of goods, with barrels of Purple Toad Warts, Flobberworm Mucus, Leech Juice and other large quantities of potion ingredients on the floor. Jars containing Knotgrass, Aconite, Newt Eyes, Ground Scarab Beetles, as well as other herbs, roots, and brightly-colored powders line the walls. Bunches of feathers, fangs, and claws hang from the ceiling. The combination of smells coming from all these different ingredients combine to create an overall stench of bad eggs and rotten cabbages that permeates every corner of the store.

Late afternoon, and it's not quite time to consider shutting the doors for the evening, but it is coming 'round dinner time. As a result, Nia's got a box of take out on her counter, a mug of steaming tea nearby. She's probably now so used to the smell of her shop, that the mix of Indian curry scents really doesn't bother her a great deal. Rich sauces mix with the lamb, and a nice hunk of naan, that wonderful brick baked bread, has butter slathered all over it. They're not at war quite yet, so she's given to understand, so there's nothing wrong with a bit of excess! Nia's leaning over the counter, her elbows holding her there as she stabs the meat in the orange spicy sauce.

Gideon steps into the shop, this time braced for the powerful odors. His fedora comes off as he steps inside, held casually in one hand. He is looking a bit rumpled, but not nearly the exhausted wreck he was when last he darkened this doorstep. Clearing his throat politely to announce his presence, he approaches the counter. "Miss O'Shea."

Nia looks up from her meal, and when she takes that moment to recognize her visitor, her expression lights. "Inspector Gideon.. you're looking," and she pauses for effect, "a little more rested." She straightens and puts the fork down, her head quirking as the smile remains, lifting the lilt of her accent with it. "I'm hoping it helped?" Beat, and her shoulders slump a little theatrically, and a hand comes up in the air, "And if it didn't, I don't want to know.." Well, she does.. but..

Gideon can use dramatic silence, too, and does so. For a moment just takes a breath, straightening himself up. But, at last, his mouth quirks into a slight smile, and he nods. "We found him. He's safe. That's why I came by, actually. I thought you'd like to know, and…I owe you thanks, and an apology."

The smile that is found on the Inspector's face brings an even brighter one from Nia, and it's echoed in those gleaming Irish eyes. "You did.." she begins, and she looks genuinely pleased. "I am really glad of that.. for a few reasons. One, he's home, and two.. you get to get more sleep." It's the one thing she's gathering from this one. Dedication to the point of exhaustion. Shaking her head, she takes up her tea in both hands and leans on her elbows on the counter once again. "You don't owe me an apology.. why would you? You found him, and he's home, safe and sound with his mum now?"

"He's safe. I hope you'll understand if I cannae discuss the details." Gideon pinches his lips in an apologetic expression. "The apology I owe for failing to meet you for the tea you prepare. I feel as if I took advantage of your generosity. Also, I never paid you for the draught you made for me." Already, he has fished a few silver sickles from his coinpurse, laying them on the counter. "Will this cover it?"

"Well, you did leave the note," Nia begins, and she waves away the offer of money. "And the draught was .. something that I thought you needed, not a hard sell. So, if it won't be seen as a way to influence you, I won't take payment for it." She smiles lopsidedly, "Though if you have the bottle, I can reuse that."

Gideon nods, but makes no motion to pick up the coins. "I'll return the bottle, certainly. Still, I am in your debt. Without your aid…I'm not certain how things would have turned out."

Nia's mouth forms a thin line, but the smile doesn't seem to fade, even if the tips of her mouth aren't quite as high. "Well, if you're in my debt.." she begins, her smile rising again, but she lets that thought drop. "I'll take the money," and here she quirks her head to the side, "but the next potion is on me. Particularly if I get the bottle back." She perks and puts her tea back down on the counter, "Can I interest you in a cup of tea?"

Gideon dips his head, "I'd be a sodding git to miss it a second time." Since it seems he'll be staying for a bit, he sets his hat on the counter, out of the way as she pours the tea.

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