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It was difficult to keep from looking smug, and so he didn't even TRY to conceal his elated expression. Sir Nick wasn't helping to keep him modest either, not with the exclamations and congratulations and all. "She does, but I kinda thought she did for a while anyway," he mused with a casual shrug. He was a loveable kind of guy, and after all the time they'd shared tother how could she not? No, things made perfect sense now, and all was right with the world. Still he beamed his 'thanks' at the jovial ghost.
The Lady Grieve thing though, now that sounded messy... literally.
"That's harsh," he shook his head sympathetically. They had the gall to have his head, and couldn't even get the job done right. Rude. Naturally he was well up to date with the inch of skin and headless hunt thing, and a part of him wondered if there might be a solution to it. Maybe.
"Whatever happened to her? Lady Grieve?" he asked, remembering that it took two to tango. "Did she lose her life too?"
Not exactly the hopeless romantic sort, Sir Nicholas nonetheless could appreciate a good teenage love story and was quite pleased that Zeke's had not come to a tragic end as he has assumed.
"I am afraid I do not know what became of her," he lamented as he turned his gaze dramatically towards one of the windows in the reading room. "
I suspect she had her tusks surgically removed somehow and went on with her life." Which was just as well considering how she had slapped him across the face and screeched she never wanted to see him again. "How do you manage it with such ease? The wooing?"
He had once thought himself quite the catch, but centuries within the walls of Hogwarts and priorities being what they were had put the specter a bit out of practice.