Mandy said other things, other important things, but Neville's mind stuck on that single statement as if she'd been silent until then. What his body wanted was easy. New, untested, but easy to read. What his mind wanted was a bit more complicated, but they knew one another so well that he'd gotten pretty comfortable with that part as well. But the rest, well. He wasn't sure how his heart came into play yet. Only that it did.
And that his body and mind agreed with it.
Then Mandy mentioned Gran, and he coughed, ducking his head and running a hand across his face. Merlin. What was he thinking? In Gran's house? He hadn't even thought to lock the bleeding door....
After the sheer horror of the thought passed, Neville gave a loud laugh. "She likes you, and I think she's rather happy with me at the moment. I'd like to try and keep it that way."