Okay, he had to admit, there was a very large part of him that sincerely loved the idea of having Silvie there in the stands to cheer him on. Who knew, it might even make him more efficient. He just couldn't tell Wood about the potential, or he might actually start timing him and holding him to it.
"Eh, I was probably told several times and always forgot. Never did take Muggle Studies, though, so who knows."
Glancing down at her hand, he couldn't help but get distracted for a moment. Suddenly it was almost like he was back in seventh year, getting distracted by Flint's girlfriend... anyway.
"The only place I have to be is right here." On her couch, anyway. Now this, he could get used to. This movie thing might have been just the perfect suggestion on his part. Silvie certainly seemed to be happy, and at the end of the day, that was the only thing that mattered.
If she was fond of how excited he got talking about Quidditch, this seemed to be much the same for her, Terence smiling over at her somewhat curiously before moving to drape his arms over the back of the couch... on her side, anyway