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Felixir · 03-21-2021, 05:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Waddles

Mamie frowned as Nemesis gave her why question a when answer. She did not think that habit was a good reason for doing anything, except maybe breathing. But there were other reasons for breathing, like that it kept you alive. Alive was good, even if it was lonely without her friends. But she obviously wasn't going to argue about whether his answer was a good answer or not. She didn't want to get poofed into oblivion like Ashley, Moose, and Minjae, and Kale. She liked being alive.

The Slytherin's answer to her second question wasn't much better than the first. She glared up at them, forgetting for a moment that Nemesis was one of Rosier's goons now and annoyed because teenagers were annoying. She'd also forgotten she was a teenager herself now. Luckily she wasn't feeling argumentative, so she moved on from her annoyance about the bad answers to her perfectly good questions. She'd just demonstrate how one answered a question well. That would show them.

"Just curious," she said, pausing for a moment while she considered if she had been hoping for something or just guessing what might be there. She supposed she had hoped to see an owl, but knew she wouldn't. "Maybe I was hoping there'd be an owl, with Quidditch scores." They were more than halfway through the season by now, and she did not have the faintest idea which teams were doing well. How would she ever decide which team to cheer for if she didn't know which one was good?

"Do you like Quidditch?"

The frown was noted, but Nem didn't remark on it, and only waited to see if some sort of rebuttal would come. But no. That was something, at least, but it didn't make up for the fact that Turov was apparently one of those offended-by-everything types, judging by the face journey she'd just been on.

For the record, though, Nem was well aware by now that they were one of the few people in this place who was not one of those types.

"Owls aren't getting in," they pointed out, in a flat voice, though Nem knew this kid must have long since been aware of that by now. "So that would be a wasted trip, unless one of those mountain trolls is interested." It was usually people of a similar intelligence level to mountain trolls that were really into all that stuff, after all.

Speaking of which.

"No," Nem said simply. Anticipating the follow-up, they added, "Not worth my time."

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