Padma seemed relieved that she was not needing to know any information, only that she was just needed to keep up the pretence and reply to Jillian.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as she nodded. She started to disentangle herself from the chaise longe, sitting up to head over to her writing desk. "Well since you promise," she said quietly as she waved away his parchment and ink. "This will look better on my paper, and from my quill."
Pulling down her favourite quill, and a few pages of her own parchment, she looked up to Theo. "All right. What is it that you would like me to reply to Jillian?"