Words can hardly express my sorrow. My part in Friday night's incident is something that will weigh on my heart for a long time. It would shock me none if you thought me now no better than those filthy, wretched street girls I found around you this summer. Perhaps I should have handled that better myself, for now we arrive here from opposite points.

I wish to be anything but opposites, and I hope you feel the same. If you asked me then, I thought Miss Parkinson went much too far with her words. She can be a prickly thorn on the flower of this wonderful house, and it took me a while not to get hurt by her as well. Though I can't entirely say I didn't enjoy seeing her bloody face after only a few seconds under your gentle ministrations. Sometimes I wish we were boys instead, their problems are more simply resolved.

Perhaps we could settle ours over tea after classes today?

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