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Orabelle rolled her eyes. He said that like she enjoyed observing people, like she was some creepy stalker or something. Uhm no, people observed her, she would never observe others like that. "Because I totally want to watch others interact," Orabelle said sarcastically before she smelled in the air hints of cinnamon and vanilla. Merlin, it smelled lovely... Orabelle tried to think about where it had come from, however, her mind felt a bit muddled from it. "The Arts," she muttered quietly, caught by the intensity of his eyes before Orabelle shook her head. She cleared the thoughts from her mind and ran her fingers through her long brown hair, the memory of the cinnamon smell still in her mind.
Connor smiled as he saw his scent working so he gave her just a bit more, glad that he was far enough away for her not to know it was coming from him. He wasn't ready to share his secret with her just yet. He had to get to know her better first. "The Arts as in music, theatre, dance, Handmade things?" He asked softly. He smiled, so it seemed they had a bit in common. That was nice. "I was in a musical with a muggle theatre group this past summer I played Fiyero in Wicked." He looked back into her eyes. "I sing too."