Ziya had to concede to that. As much as she enjoyed Sina, which she did, very much, she was a lot to handle. Chuckling quietly, she shrugged lightly. "I do suppose that has to count for something, but this is all of magical Britain and beyond." The Wizengamot was a bunch of old, privileged men, Mr. Dempsey's peers. The whole of magical society was another thing entirely. "Far more than managing a household or a business." Neither of which was was sure that Mr. Dempsey had much experience with. "I'm just trying to be realistic, not pessimistic." She offered by way of apology.