[Frisk nibbles on their thumbnail in a focused, contemplative way as they regard the chessboard and the arrangement of their pieces across its checkered surface. The nice thing about dividing their attention like this is that it allows them to claim they're focusing on the game rather than her words.
Perhaps Slytherins are in a more unique position to understand, and they can appreciate that.]
I hope so. [The words are quieter than they mean them to be, reminiscent of something of an ache of longing, but the vulnerability is gone as quickly as it forms.] I am just a student, after all. Nothing special.
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Perhaps Slytherins are in a more unique position to understand, and they can appreciate that.]
I hope so. [The words are quieter than they mean them to be, reminiscent of something of an ache of longing, but the vulnerability is gone as quickly as it forms.] I am just a student, after all. Nothing special.