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Originally Posted by Roselyn Too? Did he say too? She could've sworn he said too. Though despite how long they'd known one another and how many times she broke into his office, Medea could not think of what that 'too' would apply to off the tip of her brain. Then again, complete sentences weren't happening either.
"Yea, erm..." Glancing momentarily to the metal creations beside the astronomy professor, she shrugged up her shoulders and chuckling softly. "Yea. Might haff a little too much time on...my hands...oh..."
Oh my. What was that for? Eyebrows raising in surprise, she stared at Airey questionably, at the red package, back to Airey, and finally after a few seconds of blank thoughts, slowly reached out to take the wonderfully wrapped gift. "Vot is this for?" It wasn't Christmas yet! She was sure of that! Too much time on her hands? Was that really such a bad thing to have a lot of spare time to do something that you love? Or, well, he assumed that it was something that she loved to do. Building these metal creatures. It looks like a rather complicated process and, while the two of them had never really discussed their education background, he could only assume that this meant she was also very gifted in Metal Charming. There was also a subtle 'too' at the end of that thought. Charms was something he excelled in, including the alloy equivalent.
"Oh um...well...two reasons really," he said as his boyish fidgeting returned. "First...this is sort of my apology for crushing your spider last term." Ironically with a bowl of ice cream. "I...guess you made that spider then, yeah?" Actually, she really didn't need to answer that. Really. "But...also...um....happybirthday," he finished, mumbling, as he handed over the box. He didn't realize it until he was waiting for her to open it, but the contents of the box was quite the metaphor for what was going on inside his stomach right now. Only there wasn't just one. More like there were thousands of them fluttering around.
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