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Lost again - though he would NEVER admit to it - Eiji found himself wandering the third floor MOSTLY to try and relocate the Bellefeuille common room. For reasons. For whatever reason, learning the layout of Beauxbatons had proven impossible. Maybe it was because he hated it here and therefore had a mental block on it.
Yeah. Probably that.
So he happened to be aimlessly walking by when he HEARD Phoebe screaming about a murder. Usually he would take such screams seriously, but this was Phoebe and she tended to exaggerate always. But still...his footsteps quickened and he came to a stop at the open doorway - where he spotted a second first year with her. Though just as he was about to address his cousin by choice, his hazel-green eyes fell on the disaster before them. Or, well, SOME would consider this a disaster.
For one James Eiji Rasting this was a delightful thing and that was why his subconscious reaction was for the corners of his lips to curl slightly into a smile. No stuffy dress robes for him and no crowded spaces for absurd dancing! He really was only doing the whole ball routine because Missa was so excited for it and he liked seeing her smile.
He could put on a sad face for her when he eventually found her common room and let her know the news.
At no point did he consider Phoebe being the one to have done all this and he didn't know this other first year any better than one of the swirls in the marble flooring so there was no accusation there either.
"Are you okay?" he asked Phoebe exclusively after a bit as his hand moved to her shoulder but his slightly amused expression remained trained on the 'crime scene' before them. "....some of this damage was caused by fire..." he noted with a certain familiarity in his tone.
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