Bellatrix tried not to stare but couldn't help herself. She watched and waited for any kind of reaction from Evan. Until now he had revealed nothing, but she caught the smallest hint of something more. Hmm, she thought silently, that's rather telling. "Cousin is just fine, love," she said understandingly.
Not used to sitting still, Bellatrix often found herself fidgeting with something or another. She began twisting a strand of her hair around her fingers, twisting it till it almost cut off the circulation. She laughed softly. "I wouldn't worry. I'm always myself, to a fault," she said while tilting her head slightly to the side. "I am a smoker though, but I usually go outside. I don't like to leave the smell lingering in my home."
Truly she didn't know what to do about lunches. She never was much of a cook and she didn't want to give the boy food poisoning. But there were enough restaurants around. She would manage and if stuck she could make a sandwich. That much she could manage. "I will be sure to get you there on time. And with a lunch, I promise."