"You're just a regular mutt, aren't yeh?" he teased, reaching up to grab her hand and twine their fingers together. Lance then used the leverage it gave him to pull her down enough that he could kiss her softly.
"I don't mind complicated." He pulled back, but left their hands tangled together. "Yehr family sounds fascinating. The Muggles know about yehr great-grandmother?" It was a very foreign concept to him, living side-by-side with Muggles who knew who he-- and what-- he was.