 ΒΌ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Cosgrach watched him closely and was pleased when Ethan didn't hate him for speaking harshly. Said a lot about his personality. He wasn't a dreamer, at least. Good.
"I'm not kidding." Who would be so cruel? Kid around with the guy's most sensitive side? He chuckled softly, then. He was enthusiastic, wasn't he?
"You don't have to prove me anything, except, of course, I want excellency in potions." He grinned, but he WAS serious about that. Potions. No kidding subject.
...that question. Yeah. It was harder to pretend when they were discussing such sensitive issues. Besides, how could he lie to him now?
"I do feel sad, yeah," he muttered, then shrugged. "But I couldn't find the right woman and mindset." So it was okay. Maybe in the future... he was still young for a wizard. He had time.
"If we have solved the issue, may I serve you tea in the office?" He would NEVER criticise his charm talent, but it was getting harder to ignore the pain in his bum because of the highly uncomfortable stool. |