"You're welcome," he responded, without a trace of that patented charm in his voice, merely just simple honestly. "So Katie, how've you been? I mean aside from being brilliant at Quidditch, which I already know is the case. But what else? Friends, family, et cetera?" It was clear he was attempting to make conversation, something beyond superficial compliments. He was really asking, in a roundabout way, how she'd been since the war.