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Knowledge of no middle name would only serve to make him even more insufferable. It was a wonder that Sage did not have steam or smoke puffing out of her nostrils - her unwillingness to admit defeat was truly one of her worst vices. Revenge was very much on the table still but it was a real struggle to even begin to think of the foundations for how to go about it. Perhaps after returning to their her common, taking a cold shower, and returning to her own dormitory her mind would be more clear.
So she was doing the most in not paying attention to his smirk nor did she even relish in the fact that she had thrown him off slightly with her rebuttal only to have her attention forced back because of his absurd childlike pantomiming. "I know a spell that can help with that if your are really insistent," she muttered over all his 'mmhmming' while rolling her eyes. The humming and whole charade really was amusing patronizing and just as he pretend unzipped his mouth she was smooshing his cheeks together with his palms. "Oh my Morgana, you are literally five."
THAT whole crisis averted, mostly, Sage stumbled stepped towards her seat and had to pivot last second or else she was going to end up in his lap and THAT was not going to help. Instead the Slytherin performed a sloppy pirouette into the seat across from him and flipped open her notebook to a diagram she had sketched of the human head in profile and held it up to him. "I am examining my options to either increase the flow of saliva in the mouth or expand the nasal passageways or decrease mouth muscle inflammation of the drinker," she explained, SO much easier to focus on facts and logistics. She may even unwind talking potions ingredients. "Small animals spleens are a common thread amount potions that involve growth ... bat spleen in the Shrinking Solution, bat spleens in the Swelling Solution, toad spleens in the Deflating Draft...newt spleens...plenty of options," she rattled on with a little flourish of the wrist with each. Spleens, much better than thinking about mouths and in particular Solomon's mouth. Sage even ran her tongue over the back of her teeth to reactivate the slimy texture and earthy sweet but oddly acidic flavor that had sufficiently ruin all food for the past almost month. "It's for the long term Potions assignment," she added nonchalantly. "The symptoms I listed are possible sources of the thing I am attempting to rectify." She paused and looked over the top of her notebook at him. "Have you decided what you are going to do?"
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