Beth of course, had heard the clanking – but it wasn’t her fault or anything that she had done. The blonde simply leaned out from her little area and watched as Tippin seemed to flail her tiny arms. ”Hi, there” she smiled kindly at the little house elf. Maybe she could help her out…house elves had magic.

”if we help you – uh…polish these would you help me?” she asked, pleadingly as she tried to make herself look just as innocent as she ever could be. Which was hard, she wasn’t exactly the most innocent, she had very nearly kicked a set of armour earlier…but hadn’t, luckily. ”could you bring one of these to life - so we could talk to them? For history of magic reasons?” she asked pleadingly, ”and I promise, truly to polish them with you without magic of course…” she was using her go-to kind smile and was even kneeling down so she was closer to Tippin’s height.

Maybe, just maybe her posturing and kindness would help? Maybe, just maybe she wouldn’t have to be bored out of her skull.