Maybe someday thoughts would bubble over into words, and maybe those words would have enough heat and poison in them to kill the grass they'd stand on to exchange them. For now, the evening air was chilly and Lily's hands found their way into the pockets of her coat, unsure of where to look as they walked towards the park.

"They do, it's strange to not think of where they live as where I live." Lily regretted saying it instantly knowing full well that he likely didn't share her sentiment, and even if he did this probably wasn't the time to bring it up. She hadn't quite gotten used to life alone after spending years in the dormitories of Hogwarts, and the rest of her time under her mother and father's roof. "Maybe it's because their house is so much nicer than my flat," Lily added quickly. It was honest, her flat was on the closet-sized side of things - but she still felt like the words sounded as though she were trying to atone for something.

It was almost a relief when the sign for the park's entrance appeared, motion providing a moment of distraction away from everything that hung in the air around her, and between them. Lily turned almost too sharply, the soles of her shoes crunching on grassy gravel as she looked over at him, frowning. "Do you make it out to London much?" Lily's hand reached out absently, landing on his for only a moment before drawing away to head in the direction of a few picnic tables. Walking ahead only to come to a stop and begin unboxing her pizza

Wand in hand there was a quietly muttered spell before a handful of flames appeared in her slightly cupped hand, sitting down before using the Levitation Spell to make the pizza hover above the fire she held. "This is the trickier part, can you sort of, nudge it so it has a bit of spin over the fire?"