When he hopped off of his desk, she had assumed he would begin pacing again. It seemed like something he did when he had a lot to say. Instead, he came and sat beside her. She bent her head down, a small smile forming on her lips. That wasn't what she expected. Her hands gripped the edge of her desk as she turned her neck to look at him. He looked so secretive.
And that something silly he had to say wasn't very silly at all. It was rather intriguing. The complete nerd in her was actually completely interested. Could you imagine? Creating your own animal?
"That isn't silly at all," she told him, before raking a hand through her hair. A few tendrils fell and framed her face. "I mean, if you could do that, Nikolas, that would be amazing. You'd very well end up in a book, or something."