"I know," she said, giving a huff, setting down her drink and pizza as well. This was already turning out to be a bad party and she hadn't even started in on what she really wanted to talk about. "I don't think that muggles are dirty, how could I?" She rolled her eyes, hoping the mother thing would hold out. Clearly she was wrong. "I don't know if he thinks I'm just like any other muggle or not. If he did, though, would we even be together? If I was just some half-dirty muggle, do you think he'd ever spend time with me, talk to me, really like me? He can be good, Katie, especially to me. He has faults, just like everyone else, and while I don't agree...it's his right to think what he wants, isn't it?" She hoped. Demelza really hoped everything she said was true and that Devlin thought she was different. Or that maybe she'd be his link to accepting muggles.