Emmeline's frown turned into a slight glare when he told her to stop putting herself down. She hadn't. Or, at least, she didn't think she had. There was plenty about her that was wrong but she hadn't been airing that out there for him to hear. She could though, if she really wanted to. But she didn't think that would go over well, not with the way he was looking at her in that moment.

She hesitated as he sat down and motioned for her to join him though. She really had to deliver her mother's things. She only had one delivery though so she might have the time to do so even if she did sit down for a little longer.

"What do you want to know? Other than I'm a student who can't hold her firewhiskey," she asked, her tone slightly playful as she brought up the night before just a bit, "I've always had a fascination with animals. Maybe that's why your owl didn't bite." He had been a rather sweet old thing no matter what Charlie had said about him.

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