Sophie enjoyed the recognition she and Filius got for their "bravery" while at the same time, she was mistrusting of those who thanked them. The world was black and white to her, everyone was either good or bad, there was little in between. She couldn't help but feel as though they were only thanking her and Filius out of spite. Though, in the back of her mind, she knew that wasn't true.

She leaned her head on his shoulder. "It does remind me of that day... I remember my parents weren't too happy about that either!" She giggled. "You seemed to need the magic spells a lot more than I did. I'm glad they were able to help. You've grown into such a hot shot. I can only hope I'll be half as good with weapons as you are with magic..."

Sophie looked at him, "You aren't really going to fight with your bare hands, are you?"