"Certain,"
Airi cringed, there was now a hard edge to Victor's voice, which before had taken in on a relaxed, chill tone, and Airi knew she'd stuck her foot in her mouth. The big had clearly taken offense to her previous words. She shouldn't have said anything, she should have kept quiet, but Airlia hadn't been able to help herself from blurting out the first thing that came to her mind, and now their little moment of ease was gone.

"I didn't mean it like that.. It's just that.. I was surprised because you usually, well you're impossibly clever and you accomplish everything you set your mind to, which is totally annoying by the way, and it's just.. So... Strange to hear that you have trouble with something..." She was rambling, damn firewhiskey was catching up to her, making her chattier, and apparently making her even more honest.

Airlia, like Victor, had noticed that regardless of how embarrassing the stories the two students told, or how much clothing they lost, they were neither rewarded with amenities or with their freedom and again, like Victor, she had come to the conclusion that Cavendish was trying to get them to confess something special... What if he was waiting for Airi to spill her feelings? The very thought of doing so made the Ravenclaw's stomach turn. No no, it was not coming to that.

Airi had started slightly at Victor's sudden words, she had been lost in thought, and it took a second for the girl's drunken brain to process his question. "The worst dream I've had? Well, I can't really remember the WORST... " Airi honestly replied, running her finger around the rim of her glass, her cheeks tinging pink as she recalled the memory of last nights awful dream. "But... I had a really awful one last night, I dreamed that... Well, I was at a dinner party and I was wearing this lovely dress, except it was made of cake, entirely of cake and -" Airi shivered with disgust. "- and Gianluca was chasing me, trying to eat my dress off me with this disgusting perverted smile a-and you were there... Laughing down at me from a throne.... Of naked woman, of all things, it was ridiculous and I don't know why it scared me so damn much," Airi said, her face bright red as she finished her little story. Merlin this was embarrassing.

In the midst of all the craziest of the second part of Airi's Dream, she had completely forgotten the bit about the creepy dementor like being with toothed eyes and grey, skeletal hands.