"He is, even if you hardly ever see him," she agrees, though if you asked her she'd say she doubted it was just putting up with her that had Harry attached somehow to this girl. She seems sweet.
"...that's a good way to say it," Nadine says, with a kind of gradually settling stillness and that weight in her voice that shifts away as soon as she's aware of it and remembers that she's here and now. Nowhere else. Or she must act like it's true. "He's not much for parties."