 Wowza!
Admire was the sort of big word that called for an eyebrow quirk, which happened, along with a slight grin. "I will accept it because you insist." And also because it sounded good; there was his sixteen year old ego to think about, too. Katy Toussaint didn't look like the type who offered compliments very often. "But I wasn't lying." He offered a one shoulder shrug. "Not to sound like a Hufflepuff about it, but a lot of it has to do with hard work. I'm sure even you've had to do your fair share of that."
Her blush was an interesting addition to their conversation that he pretended not to notice, but stored in the back of his mind for analysis, later. He grabbed the second scoop of kelp powder and waiter for her go ahead to pour it into the concoction. He peered in. "Hardening concrete. What are the chances of using it as a weapon, too?" Levitate it and drop it on someone's head. Surely it'd knock them out.
Let it never be said that potions couldn't be as subtle as a hippogriff in a China shop, too. "I," He began, unsure if this was the sort of tricky comment that would get him in trouble for having a response to. Or not having one, for that matter. "Noticed, yes." He paused, momentarily sucked in one of his cheeks. "Well, I was embarrassed, a little. Or unsure, I suppose. I laughed at something you said, not everyone takes that kindly." Even when you meant well.
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