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Droo
She didn't answer... she simply said. "What's in the vial, Miss Shepard?"
Gaze having been moving between the vial, to whoever was answering the question or talking at the moment, and to Lafay, she was starting to not particularly enjoy potions class anymore. And now...now Josh...
Oh dear Merlin. Not NOW! Don't do that NOW! That just made all this look worse!
However, she could not help but notice Lafay would not look away from. Pleeaaase look away? Well apparently it was too late now to simply crawl under the desk and escape through the door. And WHY must she have been given such a difficult question? The question, and the gaze on her, and the coldness she was feeling through her body, and the clamminess, and...and she wasn't feeling good now.
"I...I don't..." What was in the vial? Shaking her head slightly, her gaze once more flickered between the vial and the Professor, mouth opening and closing as if she were a fish.
...
"Water?"