Oli wasn’t sure where she’d gotten the idea of a sunrise from under the lake. It’s not like the dungeon had many windows to actually see out there… but he wasn’t of a mind to go and pop her bubble. Instead he just nodded along as if he cared. She made it, like everything else out of her mouth, sound much more enticing than he’d have thought up on his own.
“I don’t know about lucky,” he responded after a minute. Was it worth explaining his theory about windows? Evidently not as she went on to tease him about sleeping in late and being alone. Olixander tossed her an appraising look. “Yeah, but as long as I’m asleep I don’t feel alone,” he retorted. And maybe that was a bit much to be sharing at this stage with someone he didn’t know and probably shouldn’t even be talking to. But he was baited, and like a fish caught on a hook, there wasn’t really any turning back now. He got his petty revenge anyway as she scooted closer to him when they neared another muddy puddle and looped her arm through his.
Pleased with the outcome and maybe glad he’d offered to walk her to class now, Olixander didn’t comment. Instead, he nodded in the direction of COMC which really wasn’t that much further ahead. “Are you going to be ok in class with all the mud?” Merlin only knew what kinds of creatures they’d be studying in whatever year she was in; if she couldn’t stand upright even just walking through mud, he didn’t know how she was supposed to manage an unruly creature at the same time. Maybe she should skip it. And hangout with him instead.
“I don’t know about lucky,” he responded after a minute. Was it worth explaining his theory about windows? Evidently not as she went on to tease him about sleeping in late and being alone. Olixander tossed her an appraising look. “Yeah, but as long as I’m asleep I don’t feel alone,” he retorted. And maybe that was a bit much to be sharing at this stage with someone he didn’t know and probably shouldn’t even be talking to. But he was baited, and like a fish caught on a hook, there wasn’t really any turning back now. He got his petty revenge anyway as she scooted closer to him when they neared another muddy puddle and looped her arm through his.
Pleased with the outcome and maybe glad he’d offered to walk her to class now, Olixander didn’t comment. Instead, he nodded in the direction of COMC which really wasn’t that much further ahead. “Are you going to be ok in class with all the mud?” Merlin only knew what kinds of creatures they’d be studying in whatever year she was in; if she couldn’t stand upright even just walking through mud, he didn’t know how she was supposed to manage an unruly creature at the same time. Maybe she should skip it. And hangout with him instead.