She lets out a choked little laugh there. "No, it's objectively quite terrible," she admits. She knows how she sounds, honestly. Being sad about the idea of leaving, while staying is not painting a better picture. Staying has come with endless challenges, but throughout the time spent here she would be lying if she said she hasn't gotten better at magic, and other skills.

(Probably still can't poker face to save her life.)

"But..." she starts, then pauses. Lets out a sigh, shifting in her seat to turn and somewhat face him too, because - oh, being uppity about people making proper use of a hot spring is just too much, and she's broken so many rules and laws here at this point that she could stand to chill out! - it's also nicer to manage to talk about this with someone. "The idea of forgetting bothers me, I guess. Of all I've done and learned here being not only forgotten but becoming insignificant when I go back... It will be as if this Hermione has never existed - and I...quite like how resilient this Hermione is, so." A shrug here. "It'll be a shame."

And after a beat, she manages a wry smile. "Obviously it will have been an honour for me to have met you."