Re: Septimus and Quintella
She made another soft scoffing sound, denying his claims. Muggle studies, honestly. She could deal with a minimum of Muggle technology, mostly stuff that had come in and been enchanted in their world. But base magical theory, that's something she was strong in. If she had magic herself, she probably could have done some really nifty things with it. As it was, if she had an idea she thought could help someone, she typically gave it to one of her brothers, usually Septimus. "Ha yeah, no one ever expects me there either." She still got some awfully odd looks from his other keepers, but they were all really nice to her.
"You know I will." She did want to see all the places he'd mentioned; at least now she would have visuals.
"Well, darling, you are quite pretty." She reached up and patted his cheek gently. In heels, there was slightly less distance to reach than usual. She adored her youngest brother, and she would see him be happy in some manner or another. "But I don't think a dance would delude anyone. Someday you'll meet a nice, pretty man and sweep him off his feet though." It was no secret to her the form that drew her brother's eyes. She knew the boy she had raised possibly better than anyone else did. She drew his head down just enough to press a gently kiss to his cheek, full of fondness.