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She never quite knew how to accept congratulatory sentiments when it came to this sort of subject. Was it worthy of praise when one was simply doing what one was talented at? She supposed the same logic could be applied to her congratulating him on his ownership of Ollivanders - he merely doing what he was skilled at - and therefore anything other than a genuine 'thank you' could be considered hypocritical of snobbish. "Thank you," she nodded after what could have been considered an uncomfortable pause. "It is an honor to get to play for the country that raised me."
Her brows raised and eyes glittered, her interest clearly tickled as he continued speaking about himself. "That sounds fascinating," says with a sincerity not seen in her previous appreciative sentiments - a very real interest. Perhaps it was the notion of growing up around the outdoors, cultivated or not, that held the lure. Her 'damsel trapped in a tower' upbringing, as it were, had her craving that sort of setting. Why she enjoyed living in Kenmare as much as she did. "What drew you to wandmaking over broommaking?"
Did he still dabble in broommaking? She would be lying if the thought of a purely customized broom for herself had not flashed before her eyes. She was an opportunist, what could she say?
Himself. Interesting. She supposed.
"I think this matchmaker must surely be off her rocker," says a bit too curtly than intended. "Not in her pairing abilities but...conceptualization." Who in their right mind would ever think Azkaban was a good idea?
Nods easily at his next question, beginning even before he had even finished the sentence. "Always." Though after a pause supposes she ought to elaborate a bit more. "There is something freeing about it that I have not found anywhere else. Freeing and empowering."
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