[ She laughs, happily, squeezing her arms around the little girl and drawing her closer, kissing the side of her head before she stands. Balancing her on her hip, Hermione makes soft noises as she replies, almost cooing, utterly motherly in her nature. ] We'll make dinner in a little while, okay? Maybe when we've done a little bit of work or some reading, closer to dinner time. [ She glances over at Mako and grins. ]