Malou could only nod, thanking God that he did not laugh. "That one." She pointed at what had appeared to be a larger fluffy variety of flower that was almost a rose but had way too many petals. She did at least know her common flowers after all, this one certainly wasn't common.

"Oh, no, thank you. There's no need." Malou started automatically, before his words truly caught up to her. Rosamund had mentioned her quidditch playing Uncle before, could this be him? Rosamund and her family might attend events such as this as well. It was part of the reason that the two female healers had bonded, shared oddities as it were. "Might I ask the name of your niece?" Malou found herself asking rather than her planned admission of her own career. A light blush colored her cheeks as she realized she was being terribly forward - not only that but it only just now occured to her that she didn't know his name and thus might not be able to figure out if he truly was the famed cousin or not.