Monet's cheeks were still faintly pink but luckily not overly so. Or so, she hoped. But she did feel a little more at ease with his words. Though she'd never really expected him to say or do anything with ill intent. Her brother had talked about him after all so they were at the very least acquaintances. She doubted he'd attempt to do anything ungentlemanly like toward her as a result.

"Well I'll take that blessing then," she responded with a smile, "This is only my first year with it clearly but it definitely seems interesting at least." She was rather interested in the art of Divination. She doubted she was a true Seer by any circumstances but it was exciting to delve into such a world nonetheless.

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