"Of course, he does, Albus. You do enjoy being where you oughtn't be," she arched an eyebrow but smiled along with the statement. Albus Dumbledore had a lot of things kept hidden in special little boxes that he would open when and where he needed them to be - or not at all, collecting dust for his own safety. She said none of this, of course, but just tilted her head slightly as she studied his face. "You really should be careful. Not everyone will understand."
She blinked and looked away, likely not realizing she'd said anything at all. It was an occupational hazard, so to speak. "Well, that's good. Gran was starting to insist I ask you and we both know what a terrible idea that would have been," alright, now she was just ribbing him, trying to see if she could get him to choke on his tea as she sipped her own finally.
"What do you believe the castle has planned for us?" she asked, "Outside of it being lonely or some such." She wouldn't call it ridiculous nonsense. Hogwarts had more secrets than even Albus and herself put together.