That dreamy little smile on Luna's face was sweet and it was hard not to e pleased that she'd been - at least partly - a reason that it had crossed her lips.
"Great," Daphne said, pleased that Luna seemed agreeable. "When are good days for you?," she questioned. "I'm fairly open most evenings, so if you've got an open night this week or next, we can plan it for then." Getting out and about would be good, she decided. As much as she enjoyed being home with her books, she knew she couldn't just become a hermit.