[ Is it bad that she really, really really wants to lean into his arm right there? Like really bad. Oh god, Kira, play it cool. She shakes her head, long bangs falling back into her eyesight almost instantly. ] I mean, a little. The moving pictures are awesome, and I guess I was--what, muggle born? Dad's been keeping this from me forever, apparently. I mean, he wrote a whole thesis about it under my nose, so...

[ So Kira, you are totally rambling again. And then Scott compliments her and it's pretty undeniable that she lights up a little, smiling up to her eyes, cheeks flushing again as she turns to really look at him instead of her lap. ] I--neither do you.

[ Wow. ] I mean--you, uh, you're my age too, right?