[It is rather nice, isn't it? Like a little bit of light in dark times; this might be because Anduin has been to her like a Lumos made person. She doesn't know what's lead her to confide in him so often so far - maybe their similar ages? maybe the fact that he sometimes reminds her of Harry, overburdained with duties and destinies? maybe a kinship left unexplored? - but it's brough her, so far, relief.]
What other fascinating subject? [She gasps, playing along.] Horseback riding? Piano lessons? Or was it...eating etiquette?
[Anduin raises his eyebrows at her, making something of a face at the suggestion of it, because in truth... She's hitting rather too close for comfort.]
I liked the horseback riding, for the record. But then, there was also --
[He raises a hand to start ticking them off, finger by finger.]
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What other fascinating subject? [She gasps, playing along.] Horseback riding? Piano lessons? Or was it...eating etiquette?
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I liked the horseback riding, for the record. But then, there was also --
[He raises a hand to start ticking them off, finger by finger.]
Politics. History. The art of war. ...dancing?