Rose blinked blankly, finding that Octavius' manner of speech to be far too fast for her crawling mind. Her lips parted and her jaw unhinged slightly, establishing a wonderfully dumb expression for Octavius when he finally turned back to look at her expectantly. Had he just mentioned wetting his pants? And was he-- her eyes squinted to read the small name tag on his chest. Roland Kegg? And she needn't be reminded of the fact that all of this was taking place in the middle of a surprisingly terrifying maze of supposed entertainment...
Right. This was a completely normal occurrence. Abruptly being terrified out of your wit's end to only be saved by your ex-boyfriend that you hadn't seen in over a year that was, of course, charmingly polite as always (when he wasn't breaking her heart) even while talking about... unwanted releases of body liquids. Yes, totally run of the mill, other people had experiences like this all the time.
Oh, and couldn't forget the tiny fact that she was currently dating the one wizard that she had, to put politely, a bit of relations with during her and Octavius' very messy, confusing, and drawn-out break up!
Yes. There was that too. Couldn't miss that.
A nervous laugh escaped her.
"I'm sure the paralyzing fear still coursing through my body won't let me remember much else than it from this evening." Her words were painfully produced, so Rose tried very hard to strengthen her feeble smile. "But I will---" She looked down at her hands now, unable to watch Octavius straight-on anymore. Her fingers played with the folds of her dress. "I'll be fine thanks to you."
And, because he had said it first and she couldn't leave the compliment unaddressed, "You look nice yourself." Rose paused, then quickly blurted before she could think much of it, "I don't know who Roland Kegg is."
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