"Excuses! I coulda killed you! Ain't that the first thing they taught y'all in your day too? Don't make excuses, any task is manageable!" Hunter shot back, looking at him half-seriously. Auror training wasn't always the piece of cake she had hoped for, and she was more than used to her trainers screaming at her about everything under the sun from being late to goofing off. The don't-make-excuses lecture had been an old favorite of the auror currently teaching her combative magic.
"I never said I'd tell anybody.. want me to wear a mask, like Batman and Robin, yeah? But y'all gotta be Robin. It'll be top secret an' besides that, I ain't a damn kid! I'm gonna have a kid, that's how like.. un-kid-like I am, man!"
Taking a moment to flick the ash from her cigarette, she hesitated as she gave him a serious look. "You ain't already hittin' thirty?" she asked seriously.
