She was right, of course. Bole, like himself, was a pureblood, quicker to go for a wand than a left hook.
His thoughts were derailed a bit as she started taking her robe off. It would he reminded himself, be a really bad idea to kiss her. It would be a really bad idea. Don't do it.
"A-are you-" Seeing anyone? he wanted to ask. "Are-?"