He had obviously given her a lot to think about because Elijah could practically FEEL her brain processing all he had just said whilst her face got redder and redder with the embarrassment of it all. Elijah wanted to laugh, he sooooo did, but he stopped himself. The girl had obviously suffered enough.

And then she had went and made it even worse for herself.

She had just admitted that she liked looking at his backside and all of a sudden all of this butt talk was starting to make Elijah uncomfortable. His FACE was worth looking at more than any other part of him, after all. He was so damn gorgeous that people shouldn't be able to NOT look at his face.

He decided, again, just to ignore her comments and try not to embarrass her further since she was obviously doing such a spectacular job of that all on her own.

He melted some wax over the candle on his table and when it was nice and soft he placed it on his letter and pressed it down firmly, sealing it. He placed the letter in his bag, intending to send it off to his mother as soon as he got to his dorm and could send Axel with it.

"So, why are you so sweaty anyway?" Elijah asked, curious.