"It's just so Muggle. And odd. And painful. And... well... we'll think of something." She didn't want to sound as if she were and so just decided to shut up about it while she was ahead.
Instead she started putting everything away and dropped the bloody cloth in the sink to soak. "Alright. But I wasn't going to rub it in, I swear. Honestly, I'd have preferred to be wrong, I swear." Gently, she rubbed her hand up and down his arm before clutching onto him and walking out of the bathroom.
"Now," Dora said, biting her lip. "I've already sent my questionnaire back... I figured I would have to. Do you know... she asked me about five questions just about my shape shifting? I didn't look at yours, but I imagine it's just as bad. Notice how I didn't start packing immediately this time? But I'm very prepared to do so. Extremely prepared."