"I don't." Theodore said simply, raising his head to look at her but did not say anything more. True enough, Theodore Nott was not a joker- Susan Bones merely caught him in an oddly pleasant mood. It was a good thing by all standards, considering not a lot have witnessed this carefree, inviting side of himself.
The girl's offer, in truth made him feel.. awkward, almost undeserving. He hardly knew her, and he was more than certain Bones knew nothing about him, still the girl was polite enough to offer him sweets for the Holidays. It was awfully kind, quite nice of the girl though inwardly, Theo was feeling rather uncomfortable. He couldn't exactly help it, after not being used to such an open display of warmth after all. Placing his plate on the spot beside him, he then plucked his glass from the floor and took a generous swig. "That's awfully, considerate of you, Bones. Thank you, but I'm sure I'll manage." he said, with a tight-lipped smile.
And her next question struck him, but he was able to recover fairly quickly. "I said it looks nice, Bones." he repeated. "And I read everything. I can't name a single category I limit myself to. Fiction, though is a personal favorite. Why do you ask?"
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