Otto always seemed to know how to reassure her on those things that she felt down on herself for. School was one of those things. It just never came easily to her. The written stuff was hard, even if practical magic was easy. Sometimes the words just seemed mixed up for her. "Well at least my intelligence is acknowledged by someone."
She laughed though as he teased and laughed about his appearance. "And you're not conceited at allllll." She smirked and shook her head. He did have a reason to be proud of his appearance though. He'd seen a few girls looking his way after all... and then they might have ended up with bat boogey curses sent at them most of the time.
As Otto drew circles over her stomach, Gwen stretched a bit like a cat and relaxed, enjoying the sensation and the feeling that it bubbled in her. "Mmmm? That's so? You were just threatening to get me back for using it a minute ago Ottoman."