Glancing briefly inside again, Hermione's lips pulled thin, the expression sheepish. "Ah, yes, that... would be because we redistributed the previous owner's belongings, I would suppose. That might be something worth looking into on my part, making sure that all huts are at least outfitted with standard furniture before we assign people to live there," Hermione frowned, though her lips still curved in an attempt at a smile. "Gosh, I'm sorry for that trouble, erm."

With a slight laugh, she shook her head, trying to settle her hair, which never dealt especially well with the island's humidity.

"We could always sit outside?" she offered, glancing about the area. "The weather's almost always lovely here, although sometimes we do get sudden showers."