Coming to a steady hover, Millicent lightly bobbed the quaffle and caught it again, just for something to do with her hand. She felt the chill in the air, though the gloves Nikolas had gotten her for Christmas were helping.
Well. The man had a point. She nodded, switching the quaffle to her other hand. "Good idea. I know I wouldn't want to talk much after practising, especially something like this... assuming I even had the breath left for it."