"Mmm.. I suppose, but if you were trying, wouldn't you be looking not simply talking?" Because really, asking a seemingly empty room didn't exactly scream trying to look for a cushion.

"Why would anyone want them anyway? That's what I don't understand." She most certainly didn't want old butt-sweat infested cushions. No, she could afford her own, and aside from that, it wasn't that difficult to transfigure a rock into one. Not that she'd tried.

"Think maybe Recard's been hoarding them?... now that he's been demoted?"

Clearly, this was a thought that amused her.