In the middle of reaching out to pull a book off of the shelf, Lily turned as he approached, only partially surprised that he'd come after her at all. "There's Madame Pince," she offered helpfully, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Letting her hand fall from the book she turned to face him, taking just half of a step towards him, torn between not wanting to back down and shirk away, and her own uncertainty over the situation and why it was she kept poking at it, however figuratively. "You'd be lovely together I'm sure, she'd do wonders for your organization," she continued, letting herself get just a little bit closer to him.