She had drawn a few eyes towards them, with that little mishap, and Endymion had to channel all his concentration into looking appropriately concerned, and not simply laughing at her cough.
Whether her early morning walks were more on two legs or four, no one else would think to ask – but he fancied he knew the answer. “Oh, unique,” Endymion echoed innocently, as if to say oh, you don’t get shot at every day then?, as if he couldn’t possibly imagine anything unusual about taking walks in the woods. “Have you been in the habit of – um, walking, for long?” He fumbled his way through the question, moreso wondering how long she had been an Animagus.
(And indeed, whether she was registered with the Ministry – presumably she was — or if even the fact of it was better unsaid. He didn’t want to put his foot in it right at the table, but the pull of curiosity was there.)
“And do you... always venture out in the same company?” He added, by which he meant – alone.
Whether her early morning walks were more on two legs or four, no one else would think to ask – but he fancied he knew the answer. “Oh, unique,” Endymion echoed innocently, as if to say oh, you don’t get shot at every day then?, as if he couldn’t possibly imagine anything unusual about taking walks in the woods. “Have you been in the habit of – um, walking, for long?” He fumbled his way through the question, moreso wondering how long she had been an Animagus.
(And indeed, whether she was registered with the Ministry – presumably she was — or if even the fact of it was better unsaid. He didn’t want to put his foot in it right at the table, but the pull of curiosity was there.)
“And do you... always venture out in the same company?” He added, by which he meant – alone.
