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Salander held his Gryffincess close to him, not caring if she gets snot paint all over his clothes. She was upset, and he was too, but her welfare was all he could think about right now. "Ivan will apologize when he's up to it Luv, and if he never gets around to that....." he shrugged as he let that statement trail off. The Slytherin lad did try to bridge the gap and whatever he did didnt seem to work. He figured they can only past their difference when the Ravenclaw was darn good and ready, but in the meantime, this Slytherin would be going about business as usual.
He moved out of the hatch's way, not wanting to be around in case some buffoon ends up falling down through it, carefully leading Lexi further into the bowels of the ship.
As he peered back into the darkness he recast lumos and can see the Simon, Treyen and the rest of the group wandering (and bickering) further on. Nearing the Hufflepuff Prefect, the Slytherin lad murmured quickly what he wanted to tell the boy before the ruckus "You've got a good point, about other sailors boarding this before us, but then they may have another ship with them thats even better than this, or that they have a limited number of crew that they cant spare on a second boat. Would be best to just take the cargo and leave the ship be." And he spared a glance at the younger Slytherins, Sierra and the bubbly one that everyone seems to be calling Lola, and now that boy Connor that seems to harangue Kurumi. Yes he recognized the boy, even in the dark. When something matters to Salander, he can have a pretty good memory. Wary eye falls on this one, but he leaves the younger lad be.
He spots Simon and treads their path to rejoin him, when he saw the Gryffie Captain turn around to hear a new set of voices descend the hatch. They seem familiar to him, he just couldnt recognize them instantly from where he stood. He turned back to Lexi and brushed her pink-streaked hair off her loveliness "You want me to clean you up, I've gotten pretty good with Tergeo." cue sheepish grin.
Blinking she took another step forward, feeling suddenly more and more brave.
"Blimey this place needs a good cleaning" still, as she couldn't help but smirk at the accent. The french accent was beautiful, feiry, and enchanting.
"Hey Salander," she smiled over to him, glancing around the room. She loved the feeling of confidence that had washed over her as she walked closer to the people in the shadow. It was Simon! She blushed when she saw him, still, she had less of a chance to not tell him she thought
his earings looked nice well he did in general. Not pretty that wasn't the right word...but good? No, handsome maybe?
She had to kick herself in the back of the leg to stop herself from actually out right yelling it. It only caused her to yelp in pain. Man she really couldn't handle pain now could she?