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Kaycee nodded. "I have actually." Not really about this. But, whatever. "It's just fairly common knowledge that they're culturally different. And I happen to respect other people's cultures."
But that wasn't important right now. She continued to look at the shoe. "I'm sure it's fine. What harm could a little shoe do." Although, recalling that laugh and the childish voice maybe she should be more worried. "No, I'm sure it's fine. If it was cursed something would have already happened. And, like, who would curse a tiny shoe anyway?"
She mostly said it to convince herself.
She shivered and looked out at the landing. "I did." she said slowly. "Maybe... maybe someone is just playing a trick on us? Or maybe someone just wanted to play with us? Maybe we should go see if there's a first year that's bored."
And give this whole thing a logical explanation. Because, Kaycee was officially weirded out now.
Well, that was a surprise. Amur had half been hoping that the girl's nose-in-the-air-attitude was due to living in a box for the majority of her life. Apparently not. Amur's own nose crinkled at the retort.
"As do I, provided they're not barbaric."
And to her, beating oneself upside the head with a tray or bench fell into the category of barbaric. Just, as an FYI. Wasn't like cultures couldn't
influence each other. And freedom was wonderful, didn't Kaycee think? Obviously so, or she wouldn't be talking so freely. Surely, the elves would enjoy such a thing too.
But elves were second to creepy, possibly-cursed, minature shoes. Amur's face worked itself into a state of disbelief as Kaycee continued to handle it and make
excuses for doing so.
"Ever heard of a necklace that nearly killed a girl back in Potter's day?" With that, Amur made to swipe at the shoe with her sweater, full on intending to pluck it out of her housemate's hands and into the protection of the sweater.
"Don't be a dull spade. It's weird, it's creepy and so it's most certainly not safe. And we are most certainly not chasing it down the hallway."
Just, she didn't feel like disappearing and leaving one of
her shoes behind, thank-you-very-much. Solitary shoes got lonely, didn't Kaycee know? So either someone had left it on purpose, or someone had disappeared without it on not-purpose. Whatever the reason was, Amur was bound and determined to get the shoe
OUT of Kaycee's hands and wrapped up in something that didn't involve touching skin or being directly seen.
Then, they could deal with creepy disappearing voice.