 be curious, not judgmental
CENTAURS were mega cool, but Soph knew well enough that this whole thing was NOT going to be good for Zander, so her excitement was not what it normally would have been. No, she KNEW he was undoubtedly upset and anxious and worried and was probably having, like, WAR flashbacks from when Gregoire had died. So this whole thing was no good, she knew that, and when she joined the group, she stood right beside her sitting Head Boyfriend, giving him a gentle nudge of encouragement with her hip and a smile.
He wasn't alone, see? She wasn't going to let anything happen this time around. That's why she didn't sit - constant vigilance and all, and at least like this, with her wand in her hand ready for anything, she could act quickly. If disaster threatened to strike again and acromantulas came around or someone tried to wander, Soph was fully prepared to spring into action.
No one was dying on her watch.
Archery practice, though? Was that what they were doing? It'd be cool if they were, and Soph's interest was thoroughly piqued. Where was their instructor, though? At least Myers was there with them, looking attentive. That probably meant this wasn't a trap and no one was probably going to die. Probably.
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