Emmeline liked to think she was a smart girl, quick on her feet, but being put on the spot by a woman she admired brought a whole different aspect of nerves to the girl. With a gulp, she looked from the gorgeous creature over to her boss.

"Well, I don't suppose it has any eggs so that should help," she started to say, pausing as the kid came up and who soon got answered by the gentleman that had pulled a flower from her hair at the Coming Out Ball.

"But that doesn't mean it won't still attack. They can still be quite aggressive,"she added, giving the little not a pointed look as a form of a earning should he not heed Mrs. Skeeter's warning. Gaze shifting to the cup, she gave a slight not to it, "But we may be able to contain it within a smaller space and then relocate it to a safer and more controlled environment." After that, she finally managed to actually look at her boss with a timid smile but with an obvious wariness in her eyes.

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