"Not often," she says, having no reason to lie. "A family trip, just for the day. And once for a school competition." She hesitates, if only for a moment. "I thought about going to live there someday, when I was older and on my own."

Harry's attention is drawn to Neil then, something both tense and hopeful in the shift of his posture and the turn of his head, and Rosie's not even sure he'd heard her at all. She pushes back the thought--one she thought she'd mostly rid herself of since coming to Darrow--that it hardly mattered anyway; that she wasn't saying anything of importance, at least not to him. Neil sleeps on, unaware of either of them, and when Harry sighs and turns back once more Rosie takes another moment to consider her words before she speaks.

"Speaking purely for myself," she says carefully, "I wouldn't call that a bad thing. Caring about someone that much, I mean."