[ Oxford manages the reply through slightly gritted teeth, reluctantly shuffling forwards to stand right at the very bottom of the stops, leaning against the wall. He knows that the last thing Cambridge wants right now is for them to start bickering - or at least, he hopes so. He doesn't quite trust his judgement at the moment, and less so his telepathy. His grip on himself and his abilities has recently slackened, and it makes him quietly nervous on the inside, though that much is hard to tell from outward appearances.
In any case, he wants to keep the peace. Sadly, for the moment it means warbling out the most mundane and domestic little phrases. ]
I'm sorry if I woke you.
[ How could he have done so? He took every care to be silent, but it's a pathetic plank to bridge what would otherwise be an hopeless gap. ]
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[ Oxford manages the reply through slightly gritted teeth, reluctantly shuffling forwards to stand right at the very bottom of the stops, leaning against the wall. He knows that the last thing Cambridge wants right now is for them to start bickering - or at least, he hopes so. He doesn't quite trust his judgement at the moment, and less so his telepathy. His grip on himself and his abilities has recently slackened, and it makes him quietly nervous on the inside, though that much is hard to tell from outward appearances.
In any case, he wants to keep the peace. Sadly, for the moment it means warbling out the most mundane and domestic little phrases. ]
I'm sorry if I woke you.
[ How could he have done so? He took every care to be silent, but it's a pathetic plank to bridge what would otherwise be an hopeless gap. ]