She smiled at the thought of being a social butterfly; it wasn’t far from the truth, Delilah liked being around people, although the thought of going to be a masquerade sounded exhausting. It had been years since she’d done anything that involved balls and people, but alas, with Jemima being a debutante she was ready to jump back in feet first. Her sister deserved the best, and it helped that Lila may be a little more lenient than their mother on what she turned a blind eye to. She nodded then. It made sense the ministry would be tense, even for those not outwardly involved in solving them.
Her eyebrow arched at his next statement. “Could be worse, could be better? That’s pretty cryptic, Hatchitt.” Delilah had been happily married, although that wasn’t to say she hadn’t had her ups and downs with Zachary – being married to a muggleborn had been a struggle at times. She didn’t want to assume things, but shouldn’t Jess and Fallon still be in martial, newlywed bliss? She chewed the inside of her cheek as she struggled for the words, not wanting to insult him or his marriage. “Everything okay though?" Delilah finally settled on. " I don't mean to dig... I just want you to be happy. You deserve it, Jesse." And she meant it.
Her eyebrow arched at his next statement. “Could be worse, could be better? That’s pretty cryptic, Hatchitt.” Delilah had been happily married, although that wasn’t to say she hadn’t had her ups and downs with Zachary – being married to a muggleborn had been a struggle at times. She didn’t want to assume things, but shouldn’t Jess and Fallon still be in martial, newlywed bliss? She chewed the inside of her cheek as she struggled for the words, not wanting to insult him or his marriage. “Everything okay though?" Delilah finally settled on. " I don't mean to dig... I just want you to be happy. You deserve it, Jesse." And she meant it.
