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Pandora Montgomery (pandacharms) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Just making certain for the wards," she said with a quick smile. Some people kept them tighter than others. She did look forward to exploring the wards when she had some time alone. "And you're welcome over any time." He was more than just a mentor.

Pandora followed him up the stairs, glancing around and taking it all in as she listened. "Well, I won't key them up unless something really bad happens. And I only promise to try not to kill anyone." Which was the best she could honestly do.

She nodded. "All right, 6am physical conditioning, 8pm learning. I can do practice on my own, I'm not worried about that. Every day, then, or do we get days off?" Not that she wouldn't find time to practice on a day off, but she wanted to know how to arrange her time now that things had changed.

She focused on what he was saying, though a lot of it was stuff she already believed in doing. It all especially applied to her for her size -- despite her surprising strength, she was smaller and many men would be stronger than her with a longer reach. She nodded at him firmly. "A fair amount," she said. "It was a good... survival mechanism to learn." Surrounded by much more dangerous Death Eaters, as a seventeen year old, she'd learned hard and fast and dirty how to do a lot of things witches twice her age might never want to learn. Her lips quirked up into a smirk, deepening more in one cheek. "You've not seen me duel in the last several years, I think."