Re: Eleanor & Rolf & OPEN
Eleanor scrunched up her nose as she chuckled at Rolf’s roundabout way of asking her to dance. “You guarantee my safety, Mr. Scamander?” she giggled, covering her mouth. “I wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of a newly freed Rose.” On the other hand, she did like to dance – not as much as singing, though – and this way, she was guaranteed that Mr. Shingleton wouldn’t be on her about not interacting enough at the ball.