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Bazinga 
Was she going to get a seventh year lost in a maze, probably, would she did it on purpose, of course not. Gemma wasn't sure which way to go and felt she lost the Jarvey that was moving as she saw one just playing with the first year. Her weasel seemed to be interested in going left though so she thought maybe they could.
"Shall we try this way?" Though she was starting to wonder if they had a choice since her little creature on a leash headed that way determined to catch up to anything in front of it.
So left she went and hoped the seventh year was okay with it.
Noah watched as the maze almost seemed to beckon them into the maze but at a quicker pace. She looked at the younger year. "
Yeah, why not? I think that's where these guys want to go anyway," he said as he watched his little weasel wave his paws in front of him in excitement. The guy almost reminded him of his family dog when he would try to beg for food.
OH! He had forgotten introductions. He flushed momentarily as he walked with his partner.
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I'm Noah by the way... And you are? Did you name your weasel?" Noah looked at his weasel companion in front of him who seemed rather impatient with him at this point in time or perhaps the weasel didn't seem to warm to him as he hadn't given him a nickname.
Walking further down the maze, they came to a t-intersection. Turning to Gemma, he raised an eyebrow. "
Left or right?"