She nodded when he assured her that his parents splitting was the right thing. He didn't seem all that affected by it, not anyways, so she let it go.
"That I can believe. Are there as many cars and people on the streets at night as there are during the day?" Orla lived in relative seclusion in Dover; her father preferred the peace and quiet and wanted to live far enough away when they moved there in case they had more children who wanted to fly around without worrying about muggles seeing them.
The attendant called them forward and Orla made sure she looked up at Dempster as he spoke, though looked down when she had to step onto the pod which was... still moving as they got on. The doors closed behind them and she knew they would be in there for at least half an hour. Taking a deep breath, she focused on what he said and blushed slightly, moving to the bench in the middle and sitting down because her legs had started shaking. "Unfortunately so," she said and bit into her bottom lip. "I abandoned it today to meet you, it might not forgive me again if I did it tomorrow, but definitely next week. I'd like that."