Her question had him huffing defensively, and placing his mug on the coffee table so that he could cross his arms over his chest. If he'd wanted someone to act like one of his siblings, he'd have gone to the Burrow for this sort of punishment. Though, admittedly Daphne was far nicer to look at.
"I'm sure if you'd ask anyone in my family, they would surely answer yes to that question," he replied snippishly. "As for what I would have done, you should not underestimate me. I may appear to be nothing but a paper-pusher," he said with words that sounded oft-spoken, "but I fought in the Battle of Hogwarts, after all."
He looked over at her, wondering how in Merlin's name they had come from having a lovely breakfast to facing each other down in such a manner. This woman was simply impossible, that must be it.