Vera was... a strange mix of in between. She was fairly certain she preferred herself to be more of a tomboy, but in her third year she'd had a difficult time figuring out and coming to terms with what identity she DID want to give out. She did necessarily have a problem with who she was but with changing feelings and the like, there was internal pressure to more 'girly'. She didn't have an example at home for stuff like that, usually relying on the older Paton girls to bother for questions and try to learn things from. And then when she went into her little mid-school crisis, it occurred to her she wanted to know how to do everything anyways so Vesper didn't have to have the same confusion she did.

Being a big sister really was her favorite thing.

The giggle seemed to suggest Aurora was joking, but... truthfully? Vera wondered herself too, because the classic Beauxbatons-ness was something she had noticed on all of the transfers as well. "Honestly though, I wouldn't be that surprised! Don't they have more of an emphasis on dancing and etiquette too?" Or maybe that was something Vera just assumed from the moment she heard they had a massive ballroom. Why have a ballroom if you weren't going to use it? The information offered for sports made Vera chuckle, but she smiled and gave a nod of her head in understanding. "Do you get to wear a pink helmet or anything too for sparring?" Or was that only in other forms of fighting or martial arts?

As a middle child herself, she would have been happy to assuage that fear. Perhaps it was because Vera was loud and always had demanded the attention (and maybe more of) she deserved, but never once had Papa ever made her feel less loved than her siblings. She was certain that Aurora's mums would be the same and still show each of the girls, in addition to baby, how much they were cared for. Even if she didn't KNOW her mums, it was clear by how Rora presented herself and just how she WAS that she came from a loving background. "I imagine that must be so disappointing!" Probably for everyone involved. "Does your Ma like being pregnant at least, or is she super ready to be done?"

Speaking of boys keeping people waiting too... she glanced at the door just to see if there was any sight of her boyfriend. They probably should have clarified where on the train they'd meet, but she'd just assumed if she sat all the way at the back he wouldn't be able to miss her. She COULD have gone to look but... she was enjoying the Ravenclaw's company and her leg was already protesting the idea of moving more than was necessary. She'd find him at some point.