Miranda's eyebrows rose at his little reminisce. Then how old was Mister Kazimeriz? And then she frowned as she began to think... "...it was just really traumatizing, so I pushed it to the back of my mind." Could it be? Could she have done the same thing to forget what had happened that night? Because experiencing getting a broken nose or feeling horns grow out from your head would definitely make you want to forget.

Roma's yawn made her snap out of it and focus on the present conversation. "Hm..." She blinked. A pair of what? Oh, gloves! "Oh, yes, okay, that's cool." She smiled gratefully at the Groundskeeper. "Well, I'm really excited to get started on that..." Now it wasn't just to vent her frustration, but also to hopefully defend herself against whatever evil there was out there.


She rubbed her eyes with a hand and took a deep breath. This talk had been nice and had kept her mind off things...for a short while anyways. But she felt it was time to go - there was a pile of homework to be done. Sigh.
"Well, sir, thankyou again for..." whatever this akwardness was. Well no, not entirely. "I should go..." With that she have Roma another ruffle and stood up. She gave Masterson a kind smile. "See you around, sir."

And then she headed towards the castle.