"Idiots are, it seems." She said back, and only barely caught herself in time to stop the small smirk. Pursuing her lips together slightly, she leaned back and watched as he did the same. He seemed a little less tense, and Roger said she didn't notice things, ha!, though she was sure it was the alcohol he had in his system now.
His little saying made her raise a brow and look at him, her head tilting as she sucked on her teeth, her cheeks sinking in slightly as she did so. "I believe dying is a very far time off for us, Malcolm." She gave him a rather sarcastic smirk at that. "Unless you are much older then your looks imply." But she knew that wasn't true, she'd recognized his father's name- the first time they'd met, he'd almost definitely confirmed her memory banks she kept of his family, on his family.
Jill's hand unconsciously reached up to play with the charm on her neck again right before he asked his next question, and it stopped, immediately, when he did. Scooting slightly in her chair (though she didn't notice), she moved a bit closer and looked at him evenly. "Something that does?" She licked the side of her lip before giving a slow smirk. "The over-arching theory of the Fidelius charm is based on the relativity of something called the chaos theory fantom; which means to break it is nearly impossible." Jill was nearly laughing inside as she leaned back slightly, it was all true, not that he'd have any idea what it meant or why it had anything to do with anything.