Ginny couldn't help but chuckle a few laughs at his visions of the future, why did everyone thought muggles would have flying cars? Every muggle she knew hoped dearly on it, perhaps her father's acquaintances weren't a good parameter.
"Oh and what are those talents you speak off?" She teased back in a sort of intimate manner, closing the gap between them for a few seconds. Then she gestured at the field "Oh well the brooms are really something!" She was already missing the feeling of being up in the air, wondered if he might fly.
"Aye, those things, there are some pretty good ones you know? And they get better in our time" She had special interest in all the muggle artifacts having Arthur so close all the time, she knew her way around most devices, and found them very interesting.
"Well..." She closed the gap between them even more, talking in a lower voice, almost confidentially. "I shouldn't tell you this" Her voice was almost a whisper to his ear. "But..."She dragged the words creating suspense, eager to watch his reaction. "The 80's have dreadful haricuts!" She broke off bursting into laughs, it might be silly but it was definitely funny.
Then she returned to the other statement, free? Was she? Not really, too much darkness.
"Have you never felt trapped even when you are supposed to have it all?" Cos that was her point of view, back home there was all this sadness and this life changing responsibilities that she did saw here. "Oh believe me some came along but it feels as if they hadn't."