"...Sorry?" Scorpius removes his hand, a little belatedly, staring at James in question until he realizes James is changing the subject. "Oh. Right. I imagine that's...fun." He looks out across the pond, but now things are a little awkward. Probably his fault, too. Still, did James have to take everything so annoyingly at face value?

He steps over his broom and aside, walking closer to the bank of the lake, where he squats and peers in.

"Our pond is more of a lake," he says, offhandedly.