*Hestia looks around at everyone blankly, unsure of how to contribute. Her runic code she was developing had hit a plateau and was going dismally and she felt terribly out of place in the meeting, shifting her weight and knotting her fingers out of nervousness. She most certainly feels like she doesn't belong in this room, especially considering how many of them were Aurors, and she has no desire to have Moody's disapproval focus on her given her lack of progress on her communication code.

Hestia looks at Rose and offers a small smile of understanding. She knows what it's like to feel completely out of place. The feeling hasn't gone away. Hestia suspects it never will.*