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Amira With a C 
Parke was impressed. And that not a common occurrence when it came to him. He'd braced himself for a bit of a screaming at, especially after that last incident... But no. This young woman was clearly quite dignified.
He watched anxiously as her feet touched the ground. Her shoes were worse off than his. If only he was good at household type charms. She seemed alright.
Huh? Oh. "Yes, just a bit concerned about you", he mumbled. It was true. He did want to make sure she was alright. He was NOT, however, telling her that he was embarrassed about - well, you know. Which reminded him. He was still... He quickly pulled his arm from around her, staring at his manicured hands. They were looking a bit worn, actually...
He shook his head, bringing his thoughts back to the present situation. " I can buy you some new shoes", he offered. It was his fault they were ruined anyway. "I'm..." He bit his lip, making a decision. "Parke. With an 'e'. Parke Ives." If anyone could call him by his first name, she could. He'd thrown her into a swamp, after all. Now what exactly a swamp was doing in the castle was another matter entirely.
Trina was still doing a mental check of her body. It seemed that everything was alright. Or, at least as far as she could tell. She might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow, but who knew?
As she was righted once more, she winced at the squish of her shoes. SHe was definitely going to have to fix that. Luckily, when she had arrived, her mother had taught her a few tricks- not that she could try them, but she had once she arrived at school they had worked just fine.
She looked up and smiled at him. "Well, thank you," she said, moving out of his arms slightly in order to test moving her feet. Her ankles seemed to be fine with movement along with bending her knees. That was a relief. However, as he quickly pulled an arm away, she wobbled- but caught herself on the nearby statue. "Warn a girl, will you?" she growled, and took a breath. "Sorry, I didn't mean that," she said with a weak smile. She didn't like being off balance.
Trina waved off his offer. "I can spell them clean- and yours as well- as soon as I get a chance to sit," she told him with a warm smile. "No need to waste good shoes!" She nodded and after a moment released the statue, standing on her own now. She extended a hand. "Nice to meet you Parke," she said. "I'm Trina... short for Katrina, but I'll jinx you if you call me that," she told him good-naturedly. He had been helping her, the least she could do was give her full name- as much as she hated it.
She saw his glance over to the swamp. "So, do you know why that's there?" she asked.