Granted, blinking and speaking and breathing very much beat the alternatives to blinking and speaking and breathing, but it's still not an especially comfortable range of options to find yourself limited to.
Especially as Meg cannot turn her head to address the ghost properly, and is left making her remarks to the back of Scorpius' head.
"We're very sorry," Meg says. "We didn't mean to upset you, um . . .
"I'm sorry, what's your name?"
She doesn't remember any mention of anyone at the edge of the lake, but then, he's not really dressed like a guard, which means he was likely there to tend to the boats. Which means he was likely a servant of some description, and servants never get mentioned in fairy tales unless they're secretly royalty.
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Granted, blinking and speaking and breathing very much beat the alternatives to blinking and speaking and breathing, but it's still not an especially comfortable range of options to find yourself limited to.
Especially as Meg cannot turn her head to address the ghost properly, and is left making her remarks to the back of Scorpius' head.
"We're very sorry," Meg says. "We didn't mean to upset you, um . . .
"I'm sorry, what's your name?"
She doesn't remember any mention of anyone at the edge of the lake, but then, he's not really dressed like a guard, which means he was likely there to tend to the boats. Which means he was likely a servant of some description, and servants never get mentioned in fairy tales unless they're secretly royalty.
Apparently he's not.
Presumably.
"I'm Meg Ford," she offers.