Saffron knew an evasion tactic when she saw one. But Tess truly wasn’t to be swayed when it came to work, so there was only so much that Saffy could do. Plus, she was quite right, they had been talking about her bruised pride. She prayed that her memory would serve her well and remind her to prod at Tess later about work. Sighing, she reached her hand out to grasp her sister’s and placed the other on the window sill to get herself into a standing position.

“It’s a simple matter, really.” She said dryly, letting go of both the sill and her sister. “I forgot my key. My wand was at the bottom of my bag, and I didn’t want to get it out because that would mess up my scrolls that I’d so meticulously organized at the end of the day. So, the next best option to avoid risking waking you up was the window.” Saffy let out a sigh and cast Tess an annoyed look that was not at all meant to be directed at her. “As you can see, that whole mess of logic was doomed to fail.”