[She scrunches up her nose in agreement under the helmet. Something about the way the woman says political is vaguely making it sound like an insult. After her brushes with politics in her world and in Taravast, Hermione's inclined to agree.

At the question of what earns her respect, she is quick to shake her head.] No, there are still plenty people out there who value hard work and talent, even potential! I wouldn't listen to the gits who value a magical bloodline anyway.

Bloodlines don't meet much when it comes to a person's backbone. [A beat.] Could you help me with my helmet, miss? I have...a lot of hair.