She smiled when he looked at her, rather liking the look on his face. It certainly made her stand up a little straighter, only barely resisting the urge to preen as she supposed it wouldn't be that ladylike.
"In my handbag," She tapped the leather tote bag, all sorts of things shrunken and fit inside to cover most just-in-case scenarios. "And I had a thought about this memory thing. Miles said he'd get in contact with some Charms professor to see if he can help. After all, a modified memory charm should be able to be fixed by the right person, shouldn't it?" she asked. "I have to wait for him to bloody get back though. Only he could go and get himself arrested and then swan off to Russia."
She realised she was rambling a little and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, I must be boring you. Shall we go?"