Eldin's eyebrows shot up in his forehead. From his perspective, he couldn't imagine in what ways he might be a curse to her. He wasn't irresponsible in the way some boys his age were, nor was he the type who would urge a respectable girl to do less-than-respectable things—not that he thought that such thoughts were swimming around in her mind. He smiled brightly at her nevertheless, not discouraged by her feminine mysticism.
"I'm sure I won't give you—nor our professors—any reason to be concerned," he teased, shifting the teacup around in his hands. "I might at least prove a blessing in Divination class. I've always found it entertaining despite the stigmas associated with it," he continued on a much lighter note.
"I'm sure I won't give you—nor our professors—any reason to be concerned," he teased, shifting the teacup around in his hands. "I might at least prove a blessing in Divination class. I've always found it entertaining despite the stigmas associated with it," he continued on a much lighter note.
