"Sorry?" James placed a hand to his ear. "Didn't quite catch that. What were you saying about my nose?"
He squinted, scrutinizing Madeleine for a moment before brightening.
"Oh! I see how it is. It's because you've got that little squished thing, yeah? Wish you had a real nose."
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Cale... had no words.
He couldn't believe he had just heard that retort, and he couldn't even wrap his mind around the fact that the boy across from him would be his dorm mate for the next seven years.