Dahlia nodded her head this time. Mind over matter wasn't always very easy to accomplish. Especially not during these times when she always seemed to have something of extreme importance on her mind.
As Kitridge moved the lesson along, Lia tried her best to remain focused. Urticariaomancy? Who comes up with these words?! Reaching down underneath her chair for her bag, the first year pulled out a clean sheet of parchment and her quill. Setting the items down on her desk, Lia absently scratched at the side of her face near her right eye, before tucking a bit of loose hair behind her ear. That was the thing about having really long hair, stray strands always found a way of tickling her face and neck.
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Well the last place I was itchy as of just moments ago, was the side of my face near my right eye.
Setting the quill down, she got to her feet and walked to the basket at the front of the room. Collecting four random balloons then returning back to have a seat at her desk.