"Who in our world hasn't?" He said with a soft grin, exerting just a twinge of His own will to ensure she wasn't going to run away, not daring to do any more for fear of not completing the hex correctly. "And yes, all good. I've heard you are kind, sweet, brilliant, and beautiful. Although what they say doesn't do you justice."
He looked around at the surroundings. He had never been since He was always at Hogwarts when it happened, and He had never wanted to go. But He had done His due diligence with the history books. "My favorite as a child was always the pony ride." If He hadn't spent nearly 17 years lying, He might have thrown up in His mouth at that comment.