"Yes, you do," she said, chuckling, although that really wasn't her biggest concern. His mood was.
She nodded. "Point taken, and I'm sure it hurts, but this is still not the same thing."
Marlene pushed him gently down and then moved so she could straddle him, before lowering herself until her face was hovering over his, just far enough so that they could look at each other. "I know we've always joked that the job was a husband or a wife, that it's what we are, but it's not. Being an Auror is what you do, not what you are, because you are so much more than that. Now, you'll be the person who leads the Order, who saves those who can save themselves in a different way." She brushed his lips, smiling. "Maybe you can find space for someone now; maybe we can really make this work. Not being an Auror won't be the end of the world unless you make it so."