 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Williamson seemed pleased with her answer and this in turn made Claudine pleased too. Though, that bit with scooter riding sport thing lightly caused some confusion. Knowledgeable on the Muggle world she was not. While the other answers came, Claudine craned her neck this way and that in an attempt to spy the creature that would be the highlight of today’s lesson. Apparently it was still well hidden and she was disappointed.
Right. Never attack a creature out of the blue. Claudine agreed with that one hundred percent. It was only idiots who did that and like Nem said, Don’t be an idiot.
OH. TROLLS.
This Snakette had indeed never encountered a troll. Did she want to? Maybe, maybe not. Claudine raised her hand. ''Heath mentioned smells.’’ Here, she paused and smiled slightly at him, completely ignoring Cole then transferred her attention back to Williamson. “Mountain trolls smell awful, and I’d like to think the other types do too. I don’t think the smell would bother them when they’re together like it would humans. So, when handling trolls, we should be weary of their odors.’’ That was all she had to say, yes? No. “Oh, and I suppose we could use grunts and pointing to help communicate with them as opposed to right off the bat getting violent.”
Claudine’s answer had a lot of opinion based on her limited knowledge of trolls. |