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Originally Posted by Felixir 
Having taken the paper back from Airey Flamsteed, Daxton busied himself with folding it up exactly so and slipping it back into his pocket while the Bubble Head Charm was removed. He knew it was not wise to look away while there was a wand pointed right at his face, but simply standing there waiting for the spell to be lifted felt just as wrong. By the time his hands were free to check his face again, the bubble had gone.
Which meant that there was no longer any reason for Daxton to stay. He had asked about the books, he had brought up another topic which had in turn set off an unanticipated and unwelcome spiral of thoughts, and now it was time to go.
He did not make any sort of goodbye gesture - though that was normal for Daxton - and besides heading directly for the door, he did not give any other indication that he was leaving. The way Daxton saw it, the physical act of leaving would be enough of a clue, and the issue of manners, of thank yous and goodbyes, did not even enter the equation. Even if they were something he usually paused to think about (and they were not), Daxton was far too busy focused on his own thoughts to grace the external world with what he would have considered pointless niceties.
Of course, the book he had taken from Airey Flamsteed's desk was still hidden up Daxton's shirt, and the act of walking towards the door had him distracted by thoughts of his earlier plan. He hesitated mid-step for only a fraction of a second, then simply continued making his way towards the exit of the room with even more purpose than before. He braced himself for any inevitable security measures that might strike once he passed the threshold, or potentially the professor himself mentioning the stolen text first, seeing as he already knew, and Daxton in turn knew that.
It seemed that they were indeed finished. Alright then.
"Live long and prosper, Mr. Prince," the astronomer saluted, electing to say nothing in regards to this little game of who knows more than the other. Having the Ravenclaw suffer the consequences of his coy curiosity would be far more amusing to the man anyway. Besides, the boy knew precisely what it was he was doing so why glorify the moment in letting the young man know before his enchantments had taken effect.
Which they would should the boy take just one more step. Flesh colored nub on one hand and a charming gummi red had to go with it. Would really look quite nice juxtaposed to the boy's blue robes.
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