>>5778588Your ‘date’ looked at you strangely, then, with something you weren’t used to—with understanding, of a sort, and sympathy, and with something that MIGHT have been pity. You weren’t about to stand for THAT, though.
“And anyway, you know what? YES, I actually AM disappointed in you.”
“W-what?” Henzler gawped, taking a step back and bringing her hands to her chest.
“I stood up for you and took a silent-spelled <Gust of Wind> or whatever to the face, and what did YOU do?” you demanded. “Nothing! Didn’t even say thank you. What is your PROBLEM?”
“I—I was.. I didn’t mean to…”
You pointed a finger at her, advancing a little, and she backed up a step.
“You owe me one, Henzler,” you’d told her then.
Her face fell at that, the light of understanding dimming a little.
“O-oh,” she’d murmured. “I… I get it. Yeah.”
Hm. Well, good.
“What do you want?” she’d asked you.
…Oh. Hm. You hadn’t actually thought that far advance… Had you?
>You want to see the Archmage’s private chimera laboratories, where the gryphons and owlbears and fancy draconewts who knows what ELSE gets made!>You want her to tutor you in one of your weaker subjects—even if she’s a bad teacher, even if her notes are weird or whatever, you’re smart enough to figure it out>You want her lunch money—well, her allowance, anyway, spend on the shopping trip you’re skipping for this silly meet-up>You want her to be your handmaiden for the rest of this school year AND the next one—in PUBLIC! Having the Archmage’s daughter as a personal assistant could be fun AND boost your reputation>You want something else… [Write-in]>You… Don’t know what you want, actually. You’ll think on it. It might be fun to see her squirm for a while, anyway! 