[ Tim's head swerves around sharply at the familiar voice. When his eyes land on the expected Ms. Fite, Tim smiles at her over the book, like he's been waiting for her to show up.
To some extent, he has. One of their magically-inclined friends is long overdue. ]
How nice of you to drop in.
[ Dry as graham cracker crumbs. He knows she had no choice, but the smile is real. He's glad for the assistance.
Tim holds up the book. It's not in English. ]
I'm not reading it outloud, and I'm about as talented as a radish.
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To some extent, he has. One of their magically-inclined friends is long overdue. ]
How nice of you to drop in.
[ Dry as graham cracker crumbs. He knows she had no choice, but the smile is real. He's glad for the assistance.
Tim holds up the book. It's not in English. ]
I'm not reading it outloud, and I'm about as talented as a radish.