While she might not have given as much consideration to her own actions, Sana did a rapid fire processing of Azah's responses while chewing. "I'll look forward to it," she said, and the sentiment was genuine, for even if she had only meant to imply that she would have a surprising affinity for red chilies, it would be fun to have a comrade in mouths. Even her sister wasn't up to the challenge of sweat-inducing stews, no matter how many times Sana had tried in the last few weeks. "Is seven good? I've got a flat I share in Diagon Alley." If her roommate wasn't out on their own, Sana was going to send them, the way things looked like they might possibly go.