Mother hugs daughter, and daughter hugs back, and daughter steps into the train and goes looking for a compartment.
That settled he turns around, fishes a book out of his bookbag for Minor. "What're you doing here, Swan?"
He sits down. He does the muffling charm so Karen and Aaron and Minor can't hear them either.
"I started looking up love potions because Potions Compendium said one common use was for intimacy issues following rape. I've tried three or four trying to find something where the side effects are easily corrected for. Mind. Your. Own. Business."
He cancels it.
"What's okay? What wasn't okay?"
"He wouldn't put the bracelet on we thought maybe he was - Miranda what did he say -"
"Yeah I did." He relaxes. "Timothy."
"He's the worst," Aaron says fondly.
"So are you still stressed about the thing you were stressed about when you went in to talk with him, or not?"
"Oh good." Hug.
Miranda avoids Timothy for a while.
He does not make that hard.
Unless she sees fit to strike up a conversation sooner, or do something it's his job to handle.