Romilda picked it up, but didn't do anything with it except admire it. She had asked because she knew that he'd been bothered by his toys being handled by Mr. Crouch, which was understandable. But her interest was not to use his toys herself, merely to admire them for what they were.
"I hit myself the first time I tried to use one," she said. "It wasn't mine. I decided I shouldn't invest in my own until I'd figured out how." She grinned. Meeting Morag had been very good for her sex life, in terms of learning about things. She knew all about how to use knives in the bedroom from her friend, too.
She laughed and set the toy down. "I'm actually not terribly coordinated. Except with heels, I'm fabulous with heels."