Petunia felt her cheeks heat up a little and she stared down at her sandwich before picking half of it up and nibbling on it a little. She felt awkward and out of sorts. She'd never really had these issues when she was complimented back home. She was with a different crowd and it was easier to accept the compliments as a reality. She didn't know how to deal with Caradoc giving her compliments. It made her feel so...not herself.
"Well," she started, clearing her throat. "If I can't say negative things about Petunia, I feel like you cannot say negative things about Caradoc." She would ignore that last part. It didn't mean anything in particular. "He has been far too nice to me to have anything bad said about him."