She rolled her eyes, waiting to speak until her insides had settled down and she was sure her words wouldn't come out all squeaky. "And oh, so modest." She managed after a moment, regretting throwing the pillow - the arm of the chair wasn't nearly as comfortable. She grabbed the opposite cushion with her toes and tugged it up towards her, stuffing it behind her back when she'd gotten it close enough to grab.
"So, does this mean we have to hire more help?" She asked, after a moment of thought. "For when we're all doing heroic stuff?" Her tone was flippant, but she was actually incredibly honoured and excited to be a part of the Order, and hoped Fred knew her well enough to know that and didn't regret having asked her.