[Arthur chuckles quietly and glances down at Bruce, shaking his head a little]

He seems the type. I don't think he was fully conscious when he decided my lap would make a good pillow.

[Best wake him a while before they get to the station, he thinks, to avoid any embarrassment. He'd rather not have to attempt to carry the other boy off the train because he's only half-conscious]

Muggle sweets aren't as interesting as ours, I'll say that, but they have their own appeal.