Re: Quin and Gen
"Oh, I'm sure it will, though I've always admired people like you and Tim who always knew what they wanted to do." Her youngest brother had always known what he wanted to study. Gen had always wanted to do Quidditch. Quin had never chosen one thing. She did a bit of everything, sometimes.
"Gosh I hope so," she said with a sigh. It was a bit stressful. Not on the scale of some of the stuff she had dealt with, but it was something that wasn't the easiest either.
Quin started to turn bright red, and she glanced with wide eyes over to where Lancelot was, hoping he hadn't overheard. They hadn't talked-talked about children; he hadn't quite brought it up, and she had trouble bringing such things up to anyone.
"We haven't talked about it," she said in a whisper just above a squeak. "But I do think he wants some. Though I suspect he thinks he's too old." There she snorted and almost rolled her eyes, a bit of amusement lessening her embarrassment. Her beau wasn't that much older than her, and he was a wizard to boot. "I wouldn't say no to more kids, though."