"I'd take a massage, but I don't want to talk about it." He was sort of amused that she tacked on the bit about having training. He couldn't imagine there were many blokes out there who would ask, 'wait, have you have training?' before accepting a massage from her.
Maybe he should talk about it, and there was something safer about spilling things to a stranger, but he'd never been extremely good at sharing feelings. Curious if he would get the massage without talking about it, or if they went hand in hand, he regarded her with arched brows.
He stopped short of mentioning how ridiculous Muggles were when it came to women and jobs. Sure, there were plenty of Pureblood families who thought a woman's place was in the house making heirs, but it seemed like there were just as many who didn't think women should be limited.
"Seems like a waste, if you ask me. Limiting girls like that, I mean," he clarified, shrugging his shoulders.