Although Hestia knew that Charlie's interest in dragons went beyond what some people might call a normal hobby, she herself was not as educated in the subject. Even though she considered herself quite the people person, when it came to animals, she had a hard time understanding how to relate to them. Often she was merely scared of how they will react to her, and dragons were certainly included in that fear.
As they made their way inside her flat, she took care to see if Dimitri's things were out in the open. Not seeing his favorite pair of dragonhide boots near the front door, she assumed her baby brother was out for the day. Since leaving his job at the Ministry, he'd been in and out trying to find a better alternative. She hung her coat beside Charlie's revealing a maroon jumper with an H stitched in the center. An old present from Molly Weasley that she still wore when she wanted to be comfortable.
"Not one bit," she told him before gesturing for him to follow her into the kitchen. An aroma of beef stew filled the flat. "I've got it all situated. Now tell me, do you think that the mother will be able to get her energy back?"