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Genie de la Lune (wolfinboots) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

She looked over at him under her lashes, quietly assessing even as she smiled. Pureblood, she guessed from hhis Muggleborn comment. She'd hold out further judgement until later. "True, I suppose, though a lot of it comes down to innate talent," she mused aloud. Granted, she'd had access from a young age to a broom.

She turned her body towards him, drawing one leg up and resting her arm on it, giving him almost all her attention - leaving just enough on Owen to make sure nothing catastrophic was going on. His reflexes would do him well. "A bit of both?" She offered with a quick grin. "Call him a foster brother or such, I guess, though a couple years ago he swore he'd marry me when he grew up." Her amusement was noticeable.