Once again, Mariel had been overwhelmed with homework and even more importantly, Quidditch, that had made it seem near impossible to visit Felix as often as she thought she should. And no way would she be adopting this creature as the option was presented. Not that the 13 year old thought she was doing a poor job, really, it was just a good thing that her jarvey wasn't soley relying on her for his care. Besides, she already had Pandora to take care of and Aramis was probably already slightly neglected, not to mention she didn't fancy raising anything quite as foul-mouthed as a jarvey no matter how marginally cute he was presently.

The Ravenclaw girl stepped into the nursery and quickly found her jarvey's cage. "Hey, Felix," she greeted him with a small smile as she approached. Unsurprisingly, he had grown quite a bit since the last time she had visited. Leaning closer, she thought he said something that sound like... her hair? Did he just insult her hair? Frowning at the thought that he was finally growing into his insults and bad language, she also subconciously patted her hair. It couldn't look that bad today, maybe slightly windblown. Well, whatever, they usually just said things like that, they didn't really mean them, right?

Not letting his comment bother her, Mariel set about refilling his food and water dishes. She absentmindedly stroked his head as he ate his jarvey kibble and once again thought about sketching him. Of course that would have to wait till yet another time as she hadn't brought her sketchpad. Shrugging to herself, the thirteen year old pulled a small rubber ball out of her pocket and tossed it into Felix's cage. Watching him scamper about the cage as he played with the ball, the Ravenclaw girl's thoughts were elsewhere, focused on the upcoming Championship game. Perhaps today wasn't the best today for a visit, being so preoccupied. No, he still seemed happy for her visit, insult and all.

After a few more minutes of watching, she realized that she'd be late for Quidditch practice if she didn't leave soon. Deciding to leave the ball with Felix, she gave his head another scratch before saying, "Bye," and dashing out the door, determined to visit sooner, and mean it this time.