"It amazes me how stubborn people can get about going to the healers or the hospital." She said as the waitress returned with their food. "You only have one body that you just can't buy replacement parts for." She said picking up her fork. "It's good that they've got you in a helmet. Maybe if you ask really nicely they'll get some for you in other colors for every occasion."
She seemed to seriously think on his question for a second. "It's alright. New Quidditch season is upon us, so dad's been busy, but that's it. My life isn't all that interesting."