It was very hard to get use to this stammering and she was having difficulty keeping her cool with him. A favor. A favor owed by Rodolphus Lestrange. She had to repeat it over in her heard to manage a light laugh and a shake of the head.
"I do not bite unless hit," she said. "And I believe you to be the last person to offend me in anyway. So please, try and relax a little, hm?" She smiled at him, hoping he could calm down just a tad. True, their interactions in the past had not been so pleasant, but she was trying to make up for them now.
"The weather has been nice. I plan to enjoy it before the summer heat comes. Spring always has the best kind of weather. It's beautiful weather and the land kind of transforms itself, doesn't it?" While it was a boring enough subject, she was hoping it was simple enough to keep Rabastan from fumbling through his own sentiments.