"Of course," Desi said in agreement because at least that much was also true for him. His mother would box his ears if he so much as thought to bring a veela home to wed. Or a vampire. Not that he personally had much against them.

And then Endymion continued speaking, all flowery like. To his credit, he did not laugh. He was a very good friend for not doing so, Desi felt. This all also sounded rather familiar. At least the brighter than bright parts did.

"I suppose not if you follow that due to having loved her, you would believe her to be possessing all the qualities you said earlier," Desi allowed after some thought. He did think that his friend was expecting for things to be so right away when Desi personally felt it required a little more effort than that.