"Such fancy words," Pansy teased, playfully swatting the Jotun. She giggled when he gave her a scornful look, knowing full well he did not dislike her gesture in the slightest. "Now, you wait here while I go and get Eira and her things. Then, Mr. I Knocked Out My Girlfriend Without Her Permission, you best be on your way back to the flat and make sure Hermione isn't ready to take off your head. You understand?"