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Not exactly flopping on to one of the sofas, but moving too clumsily to be considered sitting, the Astronomy professor relaxed into the fabric and flipped through his book to where he had left off in his office. Which had not been very far in, just a few pages really.
And it seemed as though he wouldn't be getting too far in his book despite his effort seeing as Miss Brown was speaking to him and he had read only a sentence or two. If he believed in such things as destiny, he would have taken this all as a sign that he just should not read this book. But seeing as he was a true man of science and found such notions rubbish, he was merely disappointed that he could not immerse himself in another world to distract him from the sorrows of this one.
What did he do to unwind? Airey eyed the book in his hand and was about to affectionately comment on the prefect's lack of observational skills when she made it clear that she meant other pastimes. "Well," he responded, his voice cracking a bit for reasons that were reflected in his sad eyes. "I go for walks and brisk jogs about the castle and grounds..." With Pebbles...who was GONE.
So thank you for that reminder, Miss Brown.
"But when I can't do that..." Like right NOW because Pebbles was MISSING. "...but I also find ironing my suits rather therapeutic and delve into some rigorous yoga every now and then as well." Of course, what he REALLY did in his free time was act out scenes from Star Trek with his collectible action figures. Ahem. "Robotics as well. And I do have an extensive collection of hand crafted mecha and spacecraft models... I find the best way to relax myself is to stimulate other regions of my brain."
There was his knitting as well, but he had retired his needles indefinitely.
"Why do you ask, Miss Brown? Studies getting the best of you?"
A slightly rhetorical question as he had never seen the Ravenclaw struggle with any material put in front of her.
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