Lucy felt another stab of guilt that she'd managed to escape so easily. She was glad of it, she'd left the magical world in part because the events of her sixth year had proved to her that she'd be utterly unable to defend herself against those who wanted her gone. She wondered what she was doing back. The war was over, yes, but she still didn't deserve to be here, benefitting from the fighting everyone else had done in her absence. A look at Susan and Hannah's faces gave the distinct impression that now they'd found her, they weren't going to let her go easily.
All in all, it was easier just to talk about her work, leaving the rest of the conversation to fade. She told Susan about Variety - the charity she worked for. About the wheelchairs they provided, and their coaches that took Special Needs children to activities that would be out of reach otherwise. She talked a bit about what she did in the office, balancing the books and making sure the payments went to the right people. Though obviously enthusiastic about her job, she was still reserved - holding back on the details of her personal life. "How long has this place been open?" she asked when she'd covered the basics.