Susan answered Pandora's smile with one of her own. She was incredibly close with her brother and parents, and couldn't even imagine what it would be like to be cast aside by them. Although equally, she'd never done anything so radical as becoming a Death Eater. Still, she was stuck to the core by the woman's predicament.
She nodded an affirmative, vaguely wondering if this talk of family was upsetting to the other woman. There were many things Susan didn't particularly want to do, and upsetting the woman who was going to be charming her handbag was one of them.
"Oooh this is lovely," Susan remarked, admiring the fine carving and craftsmanship of the chest. "I like the idea that it can be warded further. I'm slightly paranoid with my wards." She opened each compartment, making approving noises at the size and dimensions, thinking about the various important items she could place in there - something that gave her a sudden idea, which was knocked out of her head by the final compartment. "Oh this is very good," she said approvingly, looking down at the large space in the final compartment - easily twelve feet deep and fifteen feet across. "I know a lot of Aurors used these in their trunks to transport prisoners, but in a home chest you could put some shelves in there and keep important, volatile, or rare items locked away. You'd just need a ladder." She looked up and grinned at the woman. "I love it, and think I will definitely take one. Randomly before we look at tents and I hand over my bag, do you have any multi-compartment jewellery boxes?"