She ignored his scowling, because really this was Moody, and she'd known him too long to be intimidated. "Do you really think you need to tell me that?" she said. "Since when did I go out and get myself a life? I'm so calling the kettle black here," she added with a smirk. "Still, you have something I don't."
"And I'm glad they're better," she said, though not asking for more information. It was enough as far as Moody was concerned.
"I meant home to Marly, but yes that too. You'll be as involved as you are now, don't worry. It's just another title, and a bit more time behind a desk."