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Thankfully the ‘art of interrogation’ was not necessary for her career, unless you were trying to pinpoint the cause of pain in a particularly despondent patient. Even then Ruby much preferred to take the gentle approach, they were scared individuals and not criminals after all. “Would you say that you took after your father then?” she asked, noting that his musings rarely mentioned his mother, a subject that she would not push. “It is a little difficult to escape the veil when your mother seems to know anyone and everyone,” she chuckled quietly, a sentiment she imagined that Ryu could relate to too considering who his father was. She was momentarily reassured that an intellectual conversation was not boring but felt a twinge of sheepishness when he suggested it was better suited to a private environment. The problem was that creating a fact file of herself, complete with likes and dislikes and other trivial information you were probably expected to present on a first date, was difficult and seemed so fake. She’d hate to make a decision about a person based on whether they liked the same thing as compromise and seeing things through someone else’s eyes was always an option.
Notoriously shy at receiving compliments, even when spoken by the sincerest of sources, the woman’s eyes redirected to candle at the centre of the table as she felt the heat rise to her cheeks. The wink did nothing to aid in her insecurities, in fact it made her feel rather like a ridiculous schoolgirl unable to control her crushes. How she had managed to survive approaching forty years on this planet without embarrassing herself with her lack of experience she did not know. “I’d argue that I’m more of a moth but I’d rather avoid the light.” Metaphorically she meant, her sister loved the spotlight whereas Ruby preferred the wings.
“I don’t think you’d find me on the back of a dragon.” They were incredible creatures who deserved the respect that they were given but she couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated by their presence. Horses she had grown up around, she’d been nervous around them initially but now could ride along the sandy beaches of Cornwall saddleless. “Well.. I’m sure that I would enjoy the journey but perhaps on my first visit an escort would be greatly appreciated.” Which could imply that visiting more than once was on the agenda, if not for budding romances but because they had developed a friendship, the story of her life it had seemed.
Quaint was an oddly accurate description for Cornwall, full of pretty fishing villages and dramatic coastlines and farming communities who were rightfully proud of their heritage. “I am only teasing, the people are charming I promise” Although they DID take the cream tea debate rather seriously for their rivalry with the neighbouring county. “I suppose if that’s the only thing that they get annoyed with then they must be generally relaxed people.” In her experience that statement was mostly true. Ruby was also not the owner of a microwave purely because magic was much more convenient but her father was muggleborn so her knowledge of the muggle world was extensive. “Good. It wouldn’t be just one county revolting against that, you’d have the whole of Britain” she grinned, a hint of cheek glinting in her eye.
The Mediwitch politely thanked the waitress for the food as it arrived, giving her a brief respite from the distraction of the way that his fingers were running through his hair. “I wouldn’t think that the people of Hogwarts feel strongly either way. However, I’d remind you of whose company you are in and where she was born” she laughed brightly, nudging his leg gently with her foot under the table. And there fell the barrier of nerves she had built around herself.
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