 Sanctuary Abnormal | HuffRavSlythDor | Guard Badger ♥ | Stargater | Awaiting Culling
That box was still moving, and Dahlia still had her eyes fixed on it. Her ears, however, they were trained on the professor. Obviously. She was incredibly interested in what they were going to be doing, and curious as to whether any of them would get out alive, or at best need a trip to the hospital wing.
And then the question came, and she finally - for a few seconds at least - looked away and gave the man her full attention. Which was just as well she did, because it wasn't the easiest thing to answer. Biting her lip, she frowned and squinted and thought of a scenario that would fit, but she wasn't really getting anything that he might be happy with. Or that she was happy with.
"Uhh, maybe, I don't know, Sir.....maybe if it's a crowded area? If there's loads of people around, then shooting hexes at something might annoy it and cause it to lash out at those people. Whereas if you left it, then it might go away without doing that?"
That made sense, right? Well, it was an answer anyway, and the best she was going to come up with. That box had made her brain nervous. |