With a big sigh of relief, Tristan nodded as Sienna was as eager as him to wrap this meeting up. He was in serious need to get the bludger out of there.

Not really caring for anything besides removing himself from the room, and besides others were already getting up, Tristan stood up, making the legs of his chair screech against the floor. He stretched, raising his arms high in the air, dropped them and straightened his clothes.

With a nod and a small handmade salute, he walked out the door.