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Originally Posted by SilverTiger As she seemed to at least get a half-smile out of the Charms professor, Renée relaxed a little more. Creepy man-who-stole-Vindictus's-chair fleeing her mind for the time being, although she had a feeling he'd be back. Mentally, that is. She'd always had a knack for knowing if people would worm their way into her mind, even though it seemed that she'd never really gotten as adept at the flip side of her skills. That would have come in useful, but it didn't seem like Mr. Descoteaux was that dangerous. "I don't think very many people would," she replied, smiling again. At least, she never liked being mistaken about things. Luckily, she rarely was.
But at his correction, she grinned. "Well, if you put it that way, Jared, I'm Renée," she said, regarding him for a moment. It seemed like it might be interesting to talk to him. at least. He wouldn't shoot her down or anything, that she could tell. Something told her he knew her reasoning behind her previous way of addressing him, so there wasn't any need to keep that up. Especially as he'd gone on with the conversation. "Mmm-hmm," she answered, reaching for the water again. "At least, currently." Well, always, but it wasn't like she hadn't done anything else. Neither did he. Jared gave the Divination Professor a wry smile that pretty much said, 'understatement of the day.' So far, he'd only met one or two people that didn't dislike being mistaken but, of course, there is a difference between people that dislike being mistaken, and that search for the truth if mistaken. Jared had always thought he did not like being mistaken because he fell into the latter category.
Renée. "I'd say you have a beautiful name but, being French, I'd be biased." He smiled again, a real smile this time. "So. Renée. Does this mean you're French?" He'd realized, a few years ago, how common it had become for un-French people to have French names. "Your subject -" He quietly picked up his fork again - "has given me more trouble than manticores. I failed the first time I sat a Divination exam, and dropped it in my third year. My Inner Eye is clearly either exhausted of me, or on a lifelong vacation." He smiled again, a self-mocking but full-of-humour kind of smile. |