Re: Ted/Andromeda
It was a decidedly odd experience watching features shift and change, even if it was just one's hair color. Andromeda'd hate to see how one would change his or her whole body.
"No. No thank you." She shook her head. "We've been away from our hosts far longer than what would be considered appropriate." Hastily she took down the privacy spell. "It was good speaking to you, Ted. Next time, please remember the owl."
Returning to her seat without a backward glance, Andromeda picked up her glass of champagne and sipped it, letting the conversation wash over her. She would put non-grandsons and their metamorphic habits out of her mind.