Daphne bit her lip. Yup, it must have sounded as lame as she thought. Desperately clinging to the new subject of conversation she grasped the shovel in her hands. "Best to do it quickly so we can move on with our lives," she mumbled a tad melodramatically, as was a habit of hers and began scooping dirt to the side as quickly as she could while trying not to dirty herself and her partner. If only they'd find the bloody fossil quickly, define whatever it was (most likely they'd fine a chicken bone dropped by a hungry hufflepuff boy) and move on with their important and busy lives.

Finding Nicholai to work a little slowly, she began to invade his side of the digging site. "Don't mind me, just--" Trying to get away from here!