"Oh, I don't know. You can do a lot of things without looking someone in the eyes."

Deliberately cheeking and moderately salacious. Because of course he was right. She'd done the math. By the time the White Council would begin to take her seriously, her youngest brother would be dying of old age. If she was lucky enough, smart enough to live that long in the first place - Harry hadn't been, and if that didn't tell her what her life expectancy was, she didn't know what would.