"I have no idea but -"

"I suppose we could go hug her or something."

"If you did that I would definitely want a hug."

"I am not going to do that."

Where oh where is Karen.

Sitting in a windowseat looking out the window, possibly waiting for an owl. "...hi."

Hug?

Hug.

"You could duel him?"

"I am not going to duel him for being indiscreet."

"For being -"

"Miranda, how about you just explain it."

"I set them up, it wasn't just me."

"Oh. Uh. That makes it - better - like, still rude, but not unconscionably so - is this a common thing -"

"I do not have statistics, you can see why they might be hard to collect."

"A bit." He hugs Karen.

Sigh. Hug. "I don't want people expecting me to duel him but I don't want to explain to literally everyone, either, I might just Floo home after my parents're sure to have got my letter so they won't be too startled."

"I don't know if they mean to tell people who aren't family but they could probably not - if that's easier -"

"I don't know. We haven't discussed it at all."

"Timothy."

"Yeah."

Sigh.

"I think Fredrick may've been on Felix."

"Then perhaps it is Fredrick's fault."

"I mean, Felix isn't mind control. If there's a sentence that would get Timothy to kiss him he'd find it, but, like, there aren't sentences that would get me to kiss him -"

"Well, you haven't been secretly dating him for years."