"Oh, I've heard it's spectacular," she said, looking up at the wheel as the queue moved forward. Glancing back at him, she gave a small laugh when he said he would still consider her brave for just standing in line and even contemplating going on it. So long as the thing didn't sway and she didn't look down, she believed she would be fine. She hoped so anyway.
"Were you in Gryffindor?" she asked, curious. "Because surely only they could act as calm as you're acting about getting on this. Unless, of course, you played Quidditch or aren't afraid of heights." She might have been rambling, but she was also attempting to get to know him; to learn things about him so she could make out his character.