Rowan adjusted his usually-green flowers that had- wait had they changed to red? Were they enchanted in some way? Who knew. He didn't notice or care. All he cared was that Min was safe at the moment. He wrapped an arm around her as she shifted closer, giving a sharp grin to the other girl who still had yet to mention her name.
"Well then. Food it is, huh?"
Something dark had sparked in her eyes for a moment before she had said she wouldn't hurt min.
Liar. Was the first thought to pop into his head.
There was black fire flickering in her pupils, an anger barely contained. But then it was gone. Extinguished by the honey coating her voice. Or was it hidden? Yes. Hidden. Not extinguished. Like a wall of amber, waiting to shatter and release the beast trapped within.
The very tips of the flowers had turned black now. But what did it mean? What did it correspond to?
"You can tell us more about yourself over food, yes? The only question is, what table to sit at? I believe I am in the company of two slytherins, so it would only be natural to sit at your table."
Yeah. A gryffindor and two slytherins. What an odd group.
If they got through the night without any injuries, it would be a gods send.
Often lying, but not to you.