"Maybe you should come keep me company, keep me out of trouble, yea?" He knocked his knee into hers and wiggled his eye brows a bit, smiling in a knowing way.
He felt the cut close up, a strange sensation, but one he was used to. He and Fred always managed to get themselves injured on a regular basis when they were younger, they had a number of old scars from failed experiments before they opened the shop. Well, at least George still did. He smiled when she brushed his hair down, enjoying the feel of it, but not really thinking deeply on the matter as to why. Really, he just liked female attention, that was enough thinking on it for him.
"Yea, they might be a tad angry with you for that, not going to lie. And don't feel bad, my mum scares me too. That's kind of her thing."