 Sassenach | RAVENPUFF | Sing me a song of a lass that is gone | bookDRAGON | #awkwardturtle<#
Beatrice's face cracked into a small smile, which she was trying very hard to subdue. His face just... how unfortunate. She was about to ask the million galleon question of WHAT FLAVOUR, when... he.... SPAT IT OUT.
ONTO THE TABLE.
Never mind that spitting was REVOLTING, it was also HER BEAN! Which she had GIVEN him, yes, but from her own packet.
Her bean...
Her face scrunched up in disgust at the sight of her poor chewed up slobbery bean on the table. Surely a little spell would bring it back to its original state? She couldn't figure out the words, her mouth opening and closing like a fish for a while. "You... you.... you spat the bean out?" she asked, rubbing her temples.
Merlin she was getting a headache.
But all beans aside, she took a deep breath with her eyes closed, counted to five, and let it out very slowly.
Not here.
No, Beatrice hadn't expected the laddie to accept help. She nodded, and went to look back at Airey but was unable to lift her eyes from the massacred bean on the table. "I would like to know the name of the peer tutor, once you've decided it, if that's okay?" She thought about what he was saying... a firmer hand? Beatrice? She'd LAUGH but the shock of the poor bean was still too raw. "Do... do you have any suggestions as to how I may do that without attracting attention to the lad?" She didn't want him to feel overly different than his classmates, after all. The whole teaching more than one student thing was also fairly new to the young teacher. |