Oh, stop. I'm not going to treat you as if you're an idiot.

Look. There are things you don't say out-loud, ever, because they are dangerous. They are dangerous to write about, to think about. Because they can't ever, ever be. So don't worry about what my feelings are or are not - they won't ever be acted on.

But if I'm going to be on the council, any indication that I have anything beyond absolute disdain for mudbloods could be the difference between life or death for me, for her, for any one of us. So if there are any cracks showing that I don't see because of my own blind spots, I need someone to tell me about them.