Hestia smiled, taking the first sip of her drink. "Quidditch isn't something that I've ever followed, I didn't know about it until I started at Hogwarts, and I never really caught the fever there for the sport. I think it's the flying bit that gets me." Hestia wasn't completely afraid of flying, but she wasn't sure how wise quidditch-style flying was.
"I work quite a lot, but not without days off, like today. An overworked healer is not a good healer, but it's more difficult for my mind to leave work," Hestia said honestly.
"Are you usually at the museum?" Hestia asked. "I like history, and you seem like you'd be an informative, if not enthusiastic, tour guide." She smiled, and let her eyes briefly wander his form for over the rim of her glass. He was very fit, and Hestia realized that she'd definitely been spending too much time at St. Mungo's.