Morag needed something that wasn't what she was suddenly in the middle of, part of her wanted to hex the hell out of Tracey for even hurting Stephen and the other half of her was just worried about Stephen himself. She never was one for too much drama and would just be brushing this off with scarcasm at this point, but she was too close to the heart of the matter.
Getting a chance to play a game or two of chess with Ernie was more then welcome, she wouldn't have to worry about things. It would be a good break for her brain of drama and studying. She watched his bubbles as she came into the room, smiling as she held a small box in her hand that she held out to him. "Là breith sona dhuit."
Morag easily fell into the language they shared with one another around him, which was good. Well until she would no doubt go back to her common room and forget, that happened often. People having to remind her to speak English many times over the years.
(inside is this brooch, though with the right clan crest)