The warmth of his fingers through her glove drew her focus to their hands. The silent assurance that this was okay. For a moment her sole focus was on that small spot where they touched. The sensation of fluttering tapped against her stomach, as Caroline ducked her head and looked down the street, withdrawing her fingers with a subtle quiet squeeze of her own before her chaperon could object to such a thing. It wasn't it was a new sensation, she had flirted with others before, but what surprised her was that she had felt it at all. Not only the small flutter of antcipation and excitement, but the calm safety of that silent answer and how much is assured her. She looked up at Mr. Darrow from under her eyelashes feeling rather shy suddenly.

As Mr. Darrow spoke she felt she could understand his measure a bit more. She smiled encouragingly for him to continue. "There is." She agreed. Aurors had always struck her as rather arrogant as well for a variety of reasons. There were a great many professions that were as dangerous and adventurous as aurors and yet they were so often overshadowed by this one profession. For instance ship captaining.

It was a shame that he seemed rather settled in his profession, Caroline thought. Yet she also wondered if perhaps all he needed was the proper motivation, perhaps of the subtle womanly variety, to influence him once again to higher aspirations.

"Oh no!" Caroline was quick to assure him, "I find it all quite fascinating." Indeed Caroline did, curiosity such as her's. "Do you find it very rewarding?" She asked.