Fletcher couldn't help but laugh. She was amusing when uncomfortable, but he really ought to drop it for now. It wasn't his intention to be overly mean. "Good to know," he said quietly, leaning up to press a kiss to her cheek. "I can't have you dying on me, hrm? I need you to stay alive and be one of very few people to understand me." He hummed softly after a moment. "So, in your expert opinion, you think Tibby is likely to leave the entirety of the female wizarding world for yours truly?" Another odd sort of laugh escaped from his lips. "If it happens, I believe I will...I am not sure. Perhaps I will admit that there may actually be such a thing as love. Don't hold your breath."