"You're right, you don't know me that well," she replied stiffly. It was his mistake, to assume things about her without actually bothering to ask. And that disappointed Astoria more than anything else he'd said. "I probably would get along with them quite well," she agreed. "But you seem to be under the impression that I only associate with people of my own class. And you'd be wrong to assume that," she finished, not bothering to elaborate. Didn't she venture into the muggle world enough? That counted for something. Just because she didn't meet as many people from lower classes as she did from her own did not mean that she never did. But Cormac seemed so determined to put her into a category that she didn't feel she was part of.
Astoria nodded. "Empathy is important to me." Because the people she cared about probably wouldn't have bothered to get to know her if it hadn't been for their own empathy or desire to understand her. To Astoria, respecting other was more about decorum than anything else. If she truly respected someone it was because they earned it. "That makes sense," she said simply. They had their different views and they wouldn't be changing each other's minds. "People make mistakes," Astoria replied. I general, she agreed with what he had said. "The important part is learning from them."
She laughed. "Well, it honestly doesn't happen often." For some reason she'd made more than one exception for Cormac, though she still hadn't figured out why.