She crossed her legs in her sprawled position, hands resting on her stomach, crossing them in a forever-moody gesture. "When?" she asked. "Once you get the basic gist, I don't really see the point."
"Considered it," she admitted. "But I'm not that bad." Narcissa turned her head to look at him, eyebrows raising.
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