"I'm glad you were able to do what made you happy instead. Though I don't know who 'Mr. Potter' is." She knew too many women who would have done as their families wished for them - but their times were so different. Of course, the Trelawneys were outliers but she could hardly know that. As for the men, well, she was used to that and she would handle it as it came.
She hummed softly and then gave Savannah a slight nod of agreement, "I'll give you that, aye. It is so much easier to close your eyes and keep them closed."
Sibyll's class sounded... honestly terrible. What in the Hell had happened to the noble art of divination? She frowned deeply, "There are positive prophecies. The negative ones simply feel direr. But I have done many a reading for lasses for finding love or the wellness of an unborn babe or will the crops survive the season..." As for her chill, she shook her head slightly, "I realized the severity of our situation is all."