There was a bit of a thrill in him catching her that she didn't want to admit to. If he was going to be there, though, surely there was no harm in a bit of fun.
She turned slightly to give him a wordless smile once he released her, lingering at the door for a moment before reaching to open it and step back inside. "We're back," she called out, her head lifting to sniff appreciatively at the smells of a roast wafting from the kitchen.
"Didn't get rid of him, huh?"
It wasn't exactly a question, though, and Penny glanced to him apologetically. "No. Mal's going to stay for dinner while I get this sorted out."
"A guest for dinner? Fancy that. Let's hope it only takes you that long," the older mage laughed good-naturedly, highly amused at the excitement her student's folly had brought down upon them.
"I'm sorry about her," Penny chuckled and sighed, making her way back down to the study where she fully intended on burying herself in books until a solution was found.