 be curious, not judgmental
Sweet Merlin.
Sophie Brown wasn't afraid of acromantulas at face value, but when it came to the task of sneaking by them and hoping that the charm would hold up well enough for them to make it there unscathed... THAT was taxing on her stability. But she stayed close to Henric and Culloden as they went, kept her wand tightly gripped in her hand, and calculated every possible spell she could think of that could be useful if things took a bad turn. She planned where she would go, what she would do, how she would make sure Henric would be safe, too - but luckily, they made it to the age line without tragedy striking. She was very, very grateful for that.
At Dakest's question, Sophie first looked over Henric to make sure he seemed to still be okay, then Culloden got concerned looks from her, too, but soon enough she was nodding her own affirmation at the professor as she worked on steadying her heart rate and breathing. "Never better." Mostly sarcastic, but this was also... pretty exhilarating, wasn't it? The adrenaline coursing through her veins, the heat on her cheeks from all the hurrying and excitement - it was pretty fantastic, actually, and she THRIVED on this kind of adventure. There was real danger, but somehow, it was just fueling her energy right now.
The trouble of the age line before them was something a bit discouraging - even though she WAS of age, she knew from the hippogriff-groundskeeper debacle that it still didn't want to let her inside because she was a student, so she looked to the non-student adults for guidance in how to take it down. What did they do now, hm?
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