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Aya tried not to take a step back when he dropped from the tree – really, she did, but the sight of him face-to-face made her legs move on their own. Steeling herself, she refused to let her feet move anymore. If she could deal with Prof. McCoy or Prof. Logan, then she could face this boy.

Looking into his golden eyes, she managed a tiny smile. "It's ok," she said, working out his meaning easily enough. She still couldn't figure out his accent (European?) but he seemed nice enough, and just as uncertain as she was. "Have you seen the mansion yet?" Aya asked, assuming he hadn't. The hair covering his skin was dirty and she could see a few leaves poking out here and there. "Would you…" she started, still trying to work up the nerve to form coherent sentences, "I mean, we can go inside together, if you'd like."