Melbourne glanced over to Tenacius as she watched him trying to cast the spell…well, hold his wand and sort of stare at the trees. Mel got it, really, Tenacius was a soft hearted thing much like she herself was. That was one of the main reasons she had stayed so close to the curly haired boy for all of these years. ”Hey,” she gave him a soft smile as he walked over to where she was standing.

”I don’t what to do this” she told her friend only to turn upon hearing Emmeline Sparkes’ comment. Here here girly. Here here. ”Professor Meyers…I really second where Emmeline is coming from – while there may be uses for the tears I wouldn’t want to make these trees feel grief…sorrow or sadness or anything really like what heartbreak feels like,” that…that was cruel.

Mel's eyes flitted over to Kirk...yes, yes he was doing the work and brilliantly. Still, she couldn't stomach it...what they were doing was hurting the trees spirit and Weeping Willows were the strongest trees in her opinion...they had that unflinching ability to bend and not snap. There was beauty in that...and she, she wasn't going to be the one to make them snap.