( Nico remains flustered for a short while longer anyway, although even she can't help but grin when that almost-chuckle rolls from the back of Hubert's throat. She feels pretty foolish, yes, but at least he hasn't left her feeling stupid or ashamed for making such a mess of things. )

Well, alright. If you ain't offended, then maybe I'll be able to get over it.

( Happy for the distraction of arriving at their destination, Nico follows Hubert into the house and removes her coat as she keeps an eye out for his familiar. )

Me? I'm twenty-three. Go on now, you can go ahead and say I look thirty as well.

( She turns to face him again, the sheepishness lifting from her expression as she chuckles at him again. Her coat is lifted a moment later: )

You got somewhere I can hang this?