 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Tins' eyebrow rose slightly, impressed by the amount of grounds he had already covered. "What's usually your goal?" She usually didn't focus on numbers, which made the field easier, and instead just tended to go for it until she got too tired to move one leg in front of the other anymore. Healthy? Maybe not, but it certainly had cured her prior insomnia issues.
The idea of her school mates starting their own families was so wild to her - how were they already at the ages that that could be a possibility? Truthfully, most of the time she still felt like she was around 13/14 - especially given how much of her time she still liked to waste in the arcade room. "Life has to start eventually, we're probably all readier now than we would be later!" They'd learned a lot at school so... they'd all be fine, right? "An Auror, huh? Being fit will certainly help with that! I hear the process is like.. crazy hard, but I'm sure you'll manage it!" And she said that with sincerity. As for her own goals? She grinned and nodded at his initial guesses. "I'm thinking of trying out for teams for both. Quodpot is probably my one true love but... while I'm fast, I don't know that I'm as talented as I'd like to be with the quod. I've been practicing with a snitch too and considering trying out for some seeker positions too." Which might be a better fit for her less than ideal aim and accuracy, despite how much the idea broke her heart.
"Sounds like an excellent plan of attack to me! Mud patches just improve your agility." She grinned again, before moving her legs and taking off at a slow jog to start.
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