This was a thing he’d never understand. “This is the Quidditch pitch.” As if the ickles couldn’t see. This was Navi’s thing. Why was he trying to talk? He never did anything out here. He hadn’t seen a game in awhile. So instead he just shrugged. He wasn’t going to worry about this at all. If Navi wanted to say anything else, she would. She was a strong independent woman who didn’t need a man.
Edited by Kimber Yates, 08 January 2017 - 09:08 PM.