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Forrest certainly wasn't expecting the help offer, and he could smile thankfully, now that he was rested a little. "Thanks," he said, and fanned himself with his hand. It was HOT in here, no? He was slightly annoyed how he was so weak, but he decided to think about it later. For now, he had to focus on Sarah. His mother had said it was rude to think about something else while people talked to him.
He eyed her curiously. He hadn't had any elf before to know how it was with them, but even he missed them greatly. It sucked to clean, do laundry and wash plastic cups. But he wasn't going to argue with her. He knew she was an older Gryffindor. Gryffindors were not to be argued with.
"Erm..." What was he supposed to say? "I hope we don't have the turnstiles..." Yeeeeah, that didn't sound confident at all. Hmm.
Confidence and muscles. He was going to have those by the end of the term.
Sarah hoped he would take up the offer. See, even if she did not get a badge yet she could still help and stuff. Besides, helping others set off a positve chemical reaction in ones brain and made them happy... unless that was just propaganda her father made up.
Looking at Forrest's reaction, he did seem normal. He probably misunderstood what she said and thought that she did not like having elves around, which she did. But at the same time, when she thought positively, she thought that on the great scale of things, elves were an extra. Not that she would not want one herself.
On to turnstiles..
"I hope they are gone too... Due to the turnstiles by the Great Hall charging so much, I had to turn to other sources for nourishment and it turns out I was not getting the iron I needed and I got sick..." Sarah said nonchalantly. No big deal as she was a lion. "
Looking forward to second year?" she asked