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Blaise mentally winced a little at the wording of Aeryn's last sentence, but didn't say anything.

Guinevere looked slightly distracted, "Ah, I'm Guinevere Curtis, and these are my friends Selene Estelion and Blaise Hyperion". She looked at the two of them in turn as she called their name, to indicate which girl went with which name.

"I'm sorry, it's probably better if I...", she continued, still looking anxious. Blaise nodded, and motioned to Selene to go with Guinevere. Both went into the direction the other boy had run off to.

"Ah, please don't mind them leaving. Guinevere has a bit of a bleeding heart, courtesy of her Empathic gift. She merely wants to ascertain the boy will be alright too."

The fact that Blaise in part had remained behind to ensure Aeryn would be also be okay was implied, but went unsaid.

She sent him a pointed look, "Either way, please don't apologize. I stand by what I said. If you really were as bad as they seem to think you are yourself, you wouldn't just take the abuse. Besides, I can't think of a single purposefully bad thing you've done since arriving at the academy. And believe me, I'd know."

A few upperclassmen that had also been relaxing nearby, looked away awkwardly, no doubt remembering the times Blaise casually displayed knowledge of a few of their secrets.

Blaise paused again, as if remembering something,

"If you'd allow me I'd like to cast a cantrip to dry your clothes? Would that be alright? They wouldn't quite be clean yet, but it will undoubtedly feel a lot more comfortable than walking around sopping wet."

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In the meantime Guinevere was coming closer to finding the other child. Selene followed after her.