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“No, I cannot imagine it was.” Part of the plan, she meant. Perhaps if he had been using a bound notebook rather than chaotic pieces of loose parchment, this would have been a different conversation entirely. As it was, however, his setup was ill-fit for an outdoor study stint. Fortunately for him, she chose not to rub it in any further; he looked embarrassed enough as it is. See? She could show mercy.
To his first question, Asena offered a curt nod. “Yes, even when it’s raining.” Her intention wasn’t to be short with him, though her tone naturally settled into something matter-of-fact. Running in a Scottish downpour had become standard procedure. It wasn’t ideal, no, but she didn’t have much of a choice with the horrid weather here. “Waterproof charms exist, you know.” Or had Ravenclaws forgotten how to cast them? She raised a brow. “Besides, I like to stay active.” And there weren’t many other options around here. Unless he had better ideas, in which case, she was all ears.
When he asserted that there was plenty to do, Asena paused, her expression shifting into a skeptical stare. “…. Is there?” Plenty to do around here? And what were those things, hm? “You will have to be more explicit.” Maybe he hadn’t clocked it yet, that she was new here. That she didn’t know the castle the way he did. That she didn’t know its hidden corners the way older students did. But if there was a wealth of entertainment to be found, she hadn’t come across it yet. As far as Asena was concerned, Hogwarts had proven to be largely underwhelming.
And, well, he was a bit weird, this kid. She wasn’t quite sure how to take him.
“I swim. I read. I train. I lay out on the beach with a strong SPF.” The latter of which had unfortunately taken a back seat since she had overhauled her life to come to this castle. "What about you?” She added, her head tilting slightly. “Aside from chasing runaway homework across the grounds, of course.” Ha.
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