He took a long drag of his whiskey, looking over his glass at her as she talked. Finally, he started feeling a little warmer. "It's not just me. I'm quick to action, that's just how I am, but I know more want to-be preemptive. We can't just sit back and wait for Death Eaters to start attacking our friends again. We can't just react. We have to DO something. Especially people like you and me. You know, non-Auror/Magical Law types."
He stopped his speech, drinking his whiskey. That was probably the most words he'd ever spoken to Hermione, but he felt so comfortable with her. He wasn't the greatest with females as friends, unless they were on his Quiddich team, but Hermione didn't seem to need a broom to take action and he admired that. "I talked to George earlier. We had thought of getting some of us together. To plan like. That's partially why I wanted to come here. I wanted you to be able to trust me." He realized how that might have sounded and amended, "You, as all of you in the D.A., I mean."