Noble hadn't recoiled or cringed, which gave Ford a little more confidence. Noble had leaned forward, even, like Ford was in the middle of telling a good story and not admitting to something he never could have imagined doing a year ago. (He was grateful for it, and yet somewhere in the back of his mind he thought: being in love was incomprehensible to him, but this - is not).
"Dunno," he admitted, letting them fall back into the satchel where they audibly clinked against the rest of the metal in the bag. "I haven't counted yet. Do you — do you want me to tell you where they came from?" he asked.
The implication was probably obvious. The specifics (the safe in Mrs. Rufina Mulciber's study, which was now lying ruined in the forest outside Hogsmeade) were perhaps better kept out of everything.
"Dunno," he admitted, letting them fall back into the satchel where they audibly clinked against the rest of the metal in the bag. "I haven't counted yet. Do you — do you want me to tell you where they came from?" he asked.
The implication was probably obvious. The specifics (the safe in Mrs. Rufina Mulciber's study, which was now lying ruined in the forest outside Hogsmeade) were perhaps better kept out of everything.
Set by Lady!