Difficult as these types of social cues were to follow, Ida interpreted what he said as “just a joke of course”. But the sentiment instantly made her regret her imprecise word choice, and she blushed slightly that now the onus of proof of her sanity sat firmly in her court. Now how does one prove they’re not deranged? What’s the definition Mister Greengrass uses for deranged, anyhow?
“Well, I will have to send you my references then. I promise that they are impeccable,” she offered with a shy grin that she vehemently hoped made her embarrassed flush look… vaguely… whatever the hell men look for. Sheeplike and charming, she guesses? Ida was decidedly not flirting in this context, but she had no idea what Greengrass was getting at with these jokes, and it frankly threw her for a loop.
Fortunately the topic had moved forward in the realm of something that Ida could easily tell animated Mister Greengrass; she noticed his grin, the widest one he’d offered so far. It was a quality she could even bring herself to admire in a man– passion for his work, interest in his projects. If she had to guess, he was probably quite good at what he did. “I suppose there is very little one can threaten a ghost with, seeing as most have already brutally died and all,” she ventured thoughtfully, thinking back to those she knew at Hogwarts. After centuries of seeing so much of life, most terrified antics from the students usually just made the specters laugh. “And what sorts of things do all people want?” she went on curiously; despite the morbid subject, this seemed… important, in general, to know. Taking an educated guess, “Is it just to have someone know them?”
“Well, I will have to send you my references then. I promise that they are impeccable,” she offered with a shy grin that she vehemently hoped made her embarrassed flush look… vaguely… whatever the hell men look for. Sheeplike and charming, she guesses? Ida was decidedly not flirting in this context, but she had no idea what Greengrass was getting at with these jokes, and it frankly threw her for a loop.
Fortunately the topic had moved forward in the realm of something that Ida could easily tell animated Mister Greengrass; she noticed his grin, the widest one he’d offered so far. It was a quality she could even bring herself to admire in a man– passion for his work, interest in his projects. If she had to guess, he was probably quite good at what he did. “I suppose there is very little one can threaten a ghost with, seeing as most have already brutally died and all,” she ventured thoughtfully, thinking back to those she knew at Hogwarts. After centuries of seeing so much of life, most terrified antics from the students usually just made the specters laugh. “And what sorts of things do all people want?” she went on curiously; despite the morbid subject, this seemed… important, in general, to know. Taking an educated guess, “Is it just to have someone know them?”
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stefanie made this beautiful set <3