Morag gave Antonin a disgusted look. 'You know, I'm not a person to annoy,' she told him. 'And I'm too recently off being crappy to have patience,' she added, her tone turning to teasing. 'And you're not so recently well that I can't take you....'
She made disgusted snort of disbelief. 'A trap? Oh, they would, wouldn't they? Merlin, what's the fun in that? The whole thing is about taking them down with superior prowess and strength....' She rolled her eyes. 'Creeps!' she muttered.