SHE didn’t MEAN to!?

Yes, it was a heavy book which…well, was probably why it had arcked the way it had hitting him in the shoulder instead of somewhere more painful. Like the face. merlin if that had happened she’d have to explain why the new transfer kid had a black eye.

That would be fun.

Explaining to their head of house that no, she had not tried to hurt him. GOOD he took the ice pack, good, that made her feel better. ”I haven’t even gotten that far – I think I was still reading one of the parts from 1815?” she admitted with a sheepish smile and a sigh. ”I got…I don’t know look” she pointed at the book, with a sigh ”my…toddler cousin had ripped some of it out when I was sitting for her” she admitted with a pout, a pout that stayed in place until he asked what kind of sandwiches she had.

With that question she just shrugged her shoulder, ”I just – there are a few…my dad, I just met him so he made too many sandwiches…he doesn’t know what I like so far and wanted me to share them too? I guess.” she shrugged as she opened the tin to show the stack of assorted sandwiches – if she wanted she probably could have fed herself for a week. ”there’s…a bacon butty, also blts…a cucumber sandwich – and if I didn’t like any of that even marmalade – like straight out of Paddington.” she shrugged and tipped her head at him ”I think he was five minutes from adding a toast sandwich to the lot when we had to leave”.