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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.
He winced as she wobbled slightly. Where had his manners gone. He should have made sure she had proper balance before letting her go.
"I'm so sorry", he said, cringing. Women were scary when they were scolding you.
"It's quite alright", he said good naturedly.
"I should have been more careful."
Ah. It seemed one of them was adept at household charms. Well good. And oh yes, sitting sounded wonderful at the moment.
"It's nice to meet you, Trina", he said warmly, extending his own hand in order to shake hers.
"Ill be sure to stick with Trina then. Though I do find Katrina to be a beautiful name." He couldn't imagine giving himself a nickname.
He glanced at the floor. So filthy. He was going to have to take a shower anyways, he decided. He took off his cloak and folded it in half twice.
"Sitting is something I'd love to do right now." That said, he practically plopped down on the floor, making sure to move away from that dreadful swamp, of course. He put his cloak down next to him and patted it.
"Have a seat", he asked, putting on a hopefully endearing smile. He couldn't be sure though. He didn't smile much.
He glanced over at the swamp.
"I haven't a clue, to be honest. I was just wondering the same."