Fourth Floor Common Room [late evening]

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Aravis could, once again, not sleep. So tonight she was curled up on the couch (where she had absolutely not fallen asleep the night before) and was watching whatever had come up on the television while sipping tea and poking at a roll of something called Rolos that she'd handwavily gotten earlier, along with a heap of other candies.

She would probably welcome company. And maybe share her candy. Maybe.

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[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Why necissarily make a point to speak with him?" Setsuna asked, finding worry in her voice although she couldn't exactly understand why.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Told him I would when I first met him," Peter explained, noticing her worry and giving her a reassuring smile. "But I haven't had a chance because my mun is lazy I certainly don't mean to try to steal him away from you!"

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"Oh!" Setsuna's hands went up to her mouth, her eyes wide. "I...I didn't steal him...from you, did I? I...I'm sorry, Peter! I didn't know!"

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Not at all!" Peter said, putting up his hands. "I just met him and reassured him that he'd get used to the school. Absolutely no talk of sword work. Horses, but not swords."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Setsuna's hands went back down to her lap, a fierce blush replacing where they were. "G...good."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"I apologise for not being clear," Peter told her. "It was most impolite."

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Setsuna shook her head. "No, no, I was the one who misunderstood; that is no fault of yours, Peter."