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As her dark brown eyes remained on the window, her thoughts began falling down a rabbit hole. Considering what she knew about merpeople, it probably wasn't likely that they came within such close proximity to the castle. Surely they had a village that they didn't venture too far from, which raised the question of where exactly in the lake it was, what it looked like, and how their colony functioned. None of her thoughts considered if the window could break, though she was confident that the magical wards were very much intact.
Her mind then shifted from merpeople to wondering what other creatures called the lake their home. However, those thoughts were fleeting as her attention had been unexpectedly pulled in a different direction that required human interaction. Her eyes shifted from the window to take in the dormmate who she knew also spent time at the windows.
"Hello, Phoebe," Gilly replied, already not enjoying the small talk. Nevertheless, she carried on with it because she really was trying to be more sociable -- you're welcome, Drake. "I'm doing alright. Just reading and window gazing. Yourself? See anything interesting out there?"
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