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Asena stood patiently waiting as she watched the boy awkwardly make his way over, tail between his legs. She could see the heavy breathing, the dramatic rise and fall of his chest. Merlin. Perhaps it was time to cut out courses such that of divinations and creatures and replace them with something that could be of actual use here: Physical Education. Asena would certainly be a big advocate. Possessing the inner eye is not a skill afforded to everyone, but anyone could benefit from learning to train for a basic five kilometer run. Case and point.
"You're welcome," she replied in return, offering the boy the crumpled parchment, noting his distress, but not feeling terribly guilty over it, tbh.
She followed his gaze back over to the tree, tilting her head as she noticed his abandoned set up. "Yes," he should have used his wand. She agreed. But there was little to do about it now. A lesson for his future self, perhaps.
When he spoke next, Asena furrowed her eyebrows, not understanding his question; however, she decided to ask her own in return as there were several of them brewing (questions, she means). "Do you study out here often?" Asena found it such a peculiar thing to do. Especially with the fickle nature of the weather here. With rain that came out of nowhere quite regularly, studying outdoors seemed to her like ... a choice. A hazard. But still, she was intrigued. Did it work for him?
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