"Hardly. I pride myself on objectivity," Percy intoned with a light smile, more than his response challenged by the quirk of Audrey's brows. He rather liked the expression on her face - for Audrey was very pretty but did not seem to have airs about it - and Percy liked, too, that he could see what she was feeling. As with any encounter, an individual of the opposite sex or otherwise, Percy preferred the genuine over the staged.
"If you were in Charlie's year then I must be three years younger than you are," he observed, careful to indicate that he was younger as opposed to Audrey being older. Girls did not seem to him to appreciate such observations, and though Audrey seemed sensible enough, Percy deemed it better to err on the side of caution.