 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
She knew? Of course she knew... why did he think she wouldn't? Zeke stood a little straighter, retracting his hand and letting it rest at his side as she circled him. Did he fit the physical requirements? Were there such requirements?
Everything he had expected to come from this experience was already out the proverbial window, because while Daphne fit the image of her that he had created in his head, her personality was different. Less chit-chat oriented and much more, direct. He would have to choose his questions carefully... maybe.
"I am," he confirmed without detail. Had he been talking to his peers or even someone else, he would have listed his achievements and the examples of HOW he was quick and resourceful. Somehow he didn't think Daphne would care if he won a fourth-fifth year duelling tournament, let alone any of the other things he'd achieved in his four years or formal education.
His hazel eyes followed her hand as it retrieved what appeared to be a pocket watch. Last chance to back out?
Zeke shook his head. "I'm not backing out," was his reply. There was no such thing in his vocabulary.
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