He flushed as she touched his robes, looking embarrassed. "It's... I don't really like it. I don't think it's my color." He didn't think it anyone's color, or at least not the color for anyone who was male. "It's just the required color."
"Just dropping off some paperwork," Neville replied. He paused, and frowned at the pile he'd put in his briefcase. "Which is now... somewhere in there." He'd pause and find it before he went to the office; for now, he'd leave it alone. He'd probably drop it all again if he tried to find it now.
"A goblin rebellion? I haven't heard anything about that. They usually don't get involved until they're being threatened and the Ministry hasn't said anything about the goblins."