Why she had opted to sit beside Jesus for the journey was a wonder to her. Other than the fact that there were very few of her peers she actually enjoyed the company of rather than quietly tolerated. There was not enough Calming Draught in the world to tolerate both his lavish storytelling and embarrassing travel accommodations. It only made her distaste for their Headmistress amplify.

At least Jesus had once again talked himself to sleep. He could finish telling her about ...whatever it was he had been going on about this time over dinner. Perhaps. His head falling on to her shoulder during a bit of turbulence had not helped the want to hear the rest.

Disembarking from the vehicle and leaving the probably still drooling in his sleep Jesus behind (selfie? No, thank you), Valerie distanced herself from the obnoxiously loud and giddy to slide in beside Kyle while adjusting her Ilvermorny uniform's rolled pant leg (no skirts here) that had become lopsided while climbing out of the car. "I had been looking forward to the rain too," she muttered bitterly to him. At least the sun here was not piercing, although she had come prepared just in case.

Ugh. Aurora. Would it be too awful if she sent a Silencing Charm on her already? Or transfigured her into a beetle and accidentally stepped on her?