"No chaperone?" she asked, just barely stopping herself from sounding scandalized. At the same time, wouldn't it be nice to be able to get to know someone without a brother or whatever hovering over one's shoulder? "I was not exactly given the choice to it though," she bit her bottom lip for a moment, her attention drawn away for a moment.
His immediate dismissal of himself had her looking back, her expression soft like she wanted to say something - but she didn't really know him so it wasn't appropriate. And he wasn't exactly wrong about the balance either. "Potter, I think. He's a funny sort. I like him," she answered with ease and a shrug of a shoulder.
"Mm, I'm looking this way," she used both hands to gesture to the room around her. "I was actually coming up to cast the bones when you spotted me," she admitted though she wasn't sure she wanted an audience for that. "Scotland is excellent for stag and boar hunting. We could feed ourselves for a fair bit if anyone cared for the gruesome work."