She gave Blaise a genuine smile and leaned in impulsively to press a kiss to his cheek. "Well, I'm dancing with you, aren't I?" she asked rhetorically. "Though I'll save the hexing for my dueling practices." Blaise would be good, she was sure, but she'd only gotten better and meaner with her dueling these last weeks, and more inventive in ways to put Richard on the defensive when she could. She might still be learning the sword, but magical dueling had been her baby since she apprenticed Filius.
"And I'll definitely keep that in mind. Things have been chaotic lately so I've been trying to get out more." Though perhaps part of the chaos was that she was getting out more. But chaos had always been a part of her, controlled as it always had to be.