Raising her glass to his statement, Nessie nodded and drank along with him. "That's what makes it instinct," she pointed out, well aware that even if her dragons were her babies they were still quite capable of being the little beasts they were.
"Sometimes," she nodded, keeping mum on how the times away from the dragons were fewer than one might think. His next question brought out another big smile and she laughed warmly, raising her glass as she gave a small bow, downing the rest of the pint to prove her MacFusty merit. "You'd expect anything less? Flying, drinking, family, friends," she gave a little shrug and slid the glass across the bar top to signal another round before turning her full attention back to him. "What about you? Though...I guess Hogwarts inhibits your social life?" It hadn't Rolf's, she was aware, he was capable of teaching and still making chicken for his favourite MacFustys.