Ah there, another smile. Luna had feared not only that he had been misinformed, but that he was somehow limited to a small number of smiles per day, week or month. He seemed to do it so rarely.
Although, he certainly looked less pleased about the Magical Cleanup Squad's methods. "Oh, I do know, they seem a heavy handed lot. Father and I are certain that Muggles could be able to carry the knowledge of such things, magic and dragons, without all that fearful persecution and witch burning nonsense again." It seemed silly, to hide from such a great sized world. "However, others do not agree, and I would quite likely be in quite a bit of trouble for announcing my magical status while in this place." Luna was not overly fearful of the current government's tsking, they were a good deal less in need of a good laxative than the Ministry of her youth.
Curious, and always interested in something new and unusual, she followed him to the where he stopped. A small smile on her lips in trade for his laugh, glad his mood had lightened once more. Withdrawing said Pixie Stix, she both nodded and shook her head. "A few, but naught more than three." She had hoped to restock her stash.