Fantastic? That was not how she would describe her life there at all.
She smiled a crooked little smile. "Five years," she confessed softly, "and the best part was coming home. It would seem, appearance aside, that I am far too British to belong there."
Cho hoped he let it go. She had always been a lousy liar when asked a direct question and now with the demon rolling through her mind, she doubted she could even construct one without the fox lashing out.