Katie had been joking, T was right. She was never the type to kill, unless, of course, it was in her own defense. Or perhaps in defense of a loved one; she wasn't sure, that fact had never been tested.
"Well that's good!" Katie exclaimed, laughing as Quaffle spotted something floating in the water- it looked like seaweed- and pounced on it. "I like my job, too. But then, I don't know how anyone could not like a job where you get to fly a broom and play a game for a living."