Truce it was then. An unsaid promise to enjoy the rest of the evening, and to not mention blame or guilt or such. To try to ignore the thing hanging between them, on what would probably be the only evening they could. They would soon be sitting NEWTs, and Nia was decidedly anti-sociable when she had hard studying to do, so that wouldn't be too odd. But once school was over, he'd being seeing Emmalee a lot more. It'd be hard to face that for a while, quite possibly. She wasn't sure. But she'd hopefully have a distraction too. Quidditch. And that might be enough.

She lifted her hand to her face, letting her fingers brush back the hair that had fallen into her eyes and tucking it behind her ear.

"I think my heart is just confused..." Nia murmured. She wasn't trying to break the truce. It did feel that way though. It'd happened too quickly. Though maybe it had equally happened too slowly. Barely noticable til the very last second.

His promise made her finally offer him a small smile. "Thank you." Then her lips curled with amusement. Was he slipping back into character? Or just trying to break the awkwardness? Whatever, he'd caught her in his game. The angel swished, her wings fluttering behind her. "So I have. Maybe I should give a little bit back..."

"Too true," she said with a light chuckle. An odd sound, all things considered. Though he was talking to a 'Claw. And Nia's 'procrastination' probably ended up with some sort of reading, even if it wasn't strictly relevant. That or Quidditch. "That should be another banned topic. Homework." Because NEWTs were getting close. Too close.