 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Such was her embarrassment and upset over the vases that Ms. McLeod failed to remember that they could easily be mended with a simple Charm - a Charm that she herself had mastered sometime ago. Instead, she just stared at the broken pieces, thinking that she had destroyed valuable School property. Those hands of hers now curled into fists and her hands folded against her chest as though she were determined to hide them away forever.
At least Paton didn’t lose her head over the entire situation. Aria managed a weak, grateful smile at the woman. “Thank you,’’ she muttered. But Aria remained very much upset; it just wasn’t about the vases, she supposed. It was also about the powers. She LOATHED hers. “Professor,’’ the girl began dully. “Is there any way yet that we can get rid of these powers? I’m always afraid that I’ll accidentally hurt someone.” |