She can't help it; there's a very proud smirk on her face at his expression. See, Ron? She knows what she's doing after all. It just took a lot of yelling to figure it out. "I'm not that careless. You won't have to worry about them," she laughed. She slung the bow over her shoulder and reached forward to gently tug on his wrist as a show that he should follow her. She began to walk again as he spoke.

"I yell at you all the time because you actually execute some of the stupid things." She turned to watch him from the corner of her eye, trying to grasp what he was implying. "I think so. You're coming too though, aren't you?"