Fleur shrugged her tiny shoulders, "Maybe." She wasn't entirely convinced about the getting used to it part. There were days she would agree and there were many more than she would disagree with the statement. It was not anything they needed to get into so she let it drop. It was better that way.
She twisted a strand of her blonde hair around her finger absently for a moment, considering what to say to her daughter. She was worried about when she went back while Fleur was worried about wanting to go back, they were very to different ways of looking at things. "You will be fine when you do go back," Fleur was certain of that. "There are many things you can do when you have to do them." Much more than things you wanted to do. "Stuff comes back more quickly than you think."
Fleur returned her smile with one of her own, happy to see her eldest happy with her relationship. "I am sure you do, love." It was easy to miss people. "At least he is somewhere you are taking good care of him. Maybe you will see him again soon?" You really never did know with the Village who would come and go.