"Hey, I never said I minded you talking all the time," he replied with a smile. He didn't mind it at all, actually. He didn't talk all that much, really—well, outside of work. Captainy Quidditch speeches didn't count. Mostly, he let his friends talk and he listened. He liked Emma, and being able to be himself around her.
"I dinnaken about the fit part. Not really my type, aye?" he teased. "But he's a good actor. I'd no mind watching him in other things." If Emma had the other movie, maybe they could watch it some time. "Can't you... rent those things?" he questioned, suddenly remembering a Muggle friend saying something of the sort. "Bring little versions of them home to play on the tele?"
He smiled at her nudge, keeping near her as they walked, barely nudging back, but not needing to this close.