'Really?' Morag said innocently. 'I hadn't really noticed....' She hid the smirk as she looked up at him and blinked.
Morag frowned, not having thought of the correlation between the bloodline and the difficulties during pregnancy. That revelation was a bit off-putting considering she was, herself, a pureblood. 'Ummmm.....' she started, not even sure where she was going to go with it.
Vaguely, she answered, 'We should do that,' not making it clear if she was referring to taking a gift to the christening or to sending the owl. She wasn't sure herself.
'You know, I'm pureblood,' she pointed out, her brows knitted together.