Blaise had nice strong arms, Hannah noted in the back of her mind. Not, of course, that she hadn't noted that many other times while admiring said arms across the breakfast table. Really, if one had to have a flatmate, one as aesthetically pleasing as hers was really was the way to go. It didn't hurt that he smelled nice and didn't leave a mess all over the cottage either.
"Hmm," she murmured, tipping her lips up towards his ear and whispering conspiratorially. "You've always got to watch out for Brown and that was true even before she got the preternatural grace advantage. And Fawcett can be rather ruthless."