He just gave her an amused smile in return, his own temper kept at bay through years of practice. Prissy, spoilt and self righteous. Clearly the girl was a pureblood of sorts, though not one of great importance, or he surely would have known her, having brushed shoulders with the higher end pureblood families, thanks to his own status within the wizarding world. “How presumptuous of you to presume I started a discussion with you to ‘pester’ you about your status,” he replied easily, his good humour showing through his tone. “When in reality, it was more for another inquiry. But of course, you would think otherwise if you’re that insecure of your status.”