"I would like to," she admitted, taking a sip of her wine. "Whether or not I'd be allowed shoppe space is a different matter entirely. If anything, I suppose I could sell them out of my house once everything gets rebuilt," she mused, smiling slightly at Godolfr's words.
It took a minute for the rest of those words to sink in and Analisa had to marvel to herself. This man, son of Godric Gryffindor, teacher to Merlin, was praising someone as humble as her? It made her feel something she'd not quite felt before, a sudden attachment, a desire to know more about him. She nodded her understanding. "I don't mind being inside, but it's nice to go outside when the weather is nice."