[Hello, Poppet. There is a Draco there throwing around some more of his hexes. He's not as angry as he was a week ago when Myuria left, but he's mostly doing it just to have something to do. However, he's soon distracted by the distinct chattering and he turns his head, catching Xion from the corner of his eye.]
...bit cold for that sort of outfit, wouldn't you say?
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...bit cold for that sort of outfit, wouldn't you say?