[Ahh, he turns back to her, turning his whole body to where he can properly face her, leaning up a bit. He isn't even thinking of what he's doing, he's just really set on getting his opinion out right now for some god awful reason.]

But... But Marcie? How can I not be, though? You'we got a lot a talent, and I'm just... [He pauses, and tries to actually think of something that's special about himself. There's honestly not much of anything he can think of right now.] Well... the son of the auror who knows a lot about history.