[the boy answers in the tiniest of voices, mind still whirling from zephirin's proximity — his body temperature and scent seem to yet linger in francel's senses — and he scrambles for a response that approaches normalcy. what would he do in any other situation, he thinks, with any other student, or maybe a teacher? his toes curl with tension inside of his shoes.
books, right, yes, they were here for the books. they have found all of the books. what now? what is he supposed to say after this?]
no subject
[the boy answers in the tiniest of voices, mind still whirling from zephirin's proximity — his body temperature and scent seem to yet linger in francel's senses — and he scrambles for a response that approaches normalcy. what would he do in any other situation, he thinks, with any other student, or maybe a teacher? his toes curl with tension inside of his shoes.
books, right, yes, they were here for the books. they have found all of the books. what now? what is he supposed to say after this?]
Uh, um... W-Will that be all today?
[close enough.]