"Yes, let's." Blaise wanted nothing more than to go home, cast a few scouring charms on the kitchen and try to make some coffee. He was going to need a lot after his sleepless night.
As they made their way back through the village, Blaise didn't have an awful lot to say to Susan. He hardly knew her, after all. "I don't think she's Imperiused," he offered, anything to break the silence. "I don't know what anyone would get out of making her get married."