At his offer her fingers still entangled in her hair seemed to still before starting again, dropping the half eaten scone and reaching into the bottom drawer in her desk. Finding the schedule page with relative ease she stood walking along her back wall where there were dozens of parchment and pieces of parchment pinned haphazardly. Focusing in on one in particular she compared the schedule of the dueling club to the one on her wall before nodding and sitting back down.
Back to the scone she chewed before speaking, taking her time to consider her response, "Sorry, I just don't want to make any commitments I cannot live up to, but it should not be an issue." Later on she would look up who was participating, possibly reach out to any halfblood and muggleborn students she knew who would be receptive that weren't already part of it. They would likely be the first targets. Though she was a teacher now she had never found herself teaching offense or defensive tactics, it would definitely be an interesting experience, and admittedly she was curious about what Stark was capable of. When he started talking past the initial boasting he appeared to have a personality, which was a relief. He seemed logical, though not as grounded as her.