Now that Martin was safely inside the bucket, Ella pulled out her wand and pointed at the fire crab, giving it a reassuring look. "Don't you worry Martin, I'm just going to clean you up a bit." And with a small smile, the third year started to fill up her bucket with water, watching as it poured from the tip of her wand. When the water reached just over the rear of the fire crab, Ella stopped the flow and placed her wand in her pocket again. "There! Great job, Martin." He hadn't even tried to shoot fire at her or anything! BEAM.

While Martin was soaking, Ella whistled, trying to prepare herself for rubbing the little guy's shell. Sure he was being well behaved now, but she wasn't positive he wouldn't try anything if she touched him. Some people were sensitive about stuff like that...

After taking a deep breath, the third year made sure her gloves were removed and dipped her hands into the water, gently placing them on Martin's shell. She rubbed the shell with her finger tips, feeling around for said spots or cracks. MEEP. Martin had a BIG crack along the right side of his shell! Frown. Was he a fighting fire crab or something? ...Or worse! Was he bullied by the other fire crabs? Ella frowned, looking down at the little creature with concern. "It's okay, Martin. We all have cracks." Erm...and she didn't mean that literally, either.

...And WHY was that Elijah character shirtless...again? The third year rolled her eyes at the older badger, trying not to be distracted by his beautiful bod. HOW was she meant to concentrate when he insisted on turning this class into some kind of shirtless modeling opportunity for himself. Sheesh. He was SUCH a weirdo. And his shirt had burst into flames? Right...he probably was going to claim it had been due to his overwhelming hotness or something. GAG.