Jesse
You neglected that quantifier previously
Sun Jun 23, 2019 10:49
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Quinn was also in third year, which for some illogical reason felt auspicious: her yeargroup only denoted the period of time in which she was born, as RMI years were dependent on age, unless a student failed a year, in which case her or she would be a year older than the rest of their yeargroup (which, Jesse supposed, could potentially be the case with Quinn, but that seemed unlikely, because she was starting a new school; even if she had failed the curriculum for third year at her previous school, it would not make sense to assume she would make the same errors under an entirely different curriculum) and so Quinn was almost certainly the same approximate age as Jesse, but that is all he could conclude they had in common. Therefore there was no quantifiable reason for him to pleased that she was in third year, but this information felt like good news, regardless. Unable to explain away his positive response to her also being in third year, Jesse echoed her sentiment: “Great.”

Quinn went a step further than Jesse: She didn’t just keep her shoes off the blanket, she went as far as taking them off her feet. Jesse did not think anyone would be pleased if he took his sneakers off, as he had been wearing them all day and his feet had been much warmer at earlier periods than they were during astronomy class, so the fragrance they emitted when released from his footwear was unlikely to be palatable. He resolved to just keep his feet off the blanket as best as he could. Assuming they would be lying down at some point to better see the projected (perhaps? Or otherwise magically displayed) night sky in its entirety (or as close to that as could be accomplished, considering numerous preventative factors), Jesse sat on the blanket with his feet off the end, rather to one side, so if (when) he did lie down, he could leave his feet (and his shoes) in situ.

His partner confirmed her geographical origin, elaborating that she was from Savannah, Georgia. “My family is in Minnesota,” Jesse offered. Introductions operated on the quid pro quo paradigm: each exchange of information should usually be met by the other person or people present. It theoretically forged trust as well as provided further insight to a person who was increasingly less a stranger (again, so Jesse had read). He could not, however, offer an exchange of information about changing schools, because Jesse had been at RMI since first year, and prior to that he attended a Muggle elementary school. Apparently Quinn’s other school hadn’t been challenging, which was as good a reason as any to change schools, Jesse presumed, even though he’d not attributed much thought to it before.

When Jesse welcomed her, Quinn smiled again. Jesse smiled back. It was a reflex he’d not encountered before. That is, he had seen others demonstrate this behavior, but had not experienced it himself until now. He smiled when things made him laugh, or when he was enjoying himself, or there was the promise of something that he would enjoy being presented, but he had never understood the need to smile when somebody else smiled. He could extrapolate from the data available that he wanted to make Quinn feel welcome at her new school, and had derived satisfaction from his success in this endeavor, but even Jesse could admit that explanation was reductionist.

She called him sweet.

“Yes, I’m ready,” Jesse said, ensuring he had his wand, pencil and star chart all to hand. “On three? One, two, three,” he counted, and then lay down, regardless of whether Quinn chose to execute the action in the same moment or not. Then, for a long, quiet moment, he gazed up at the “stars.” He enjoyed fact and fiction books about space - the universe was infinite and full of infinite wonders - but stargazing without purpose felt mundane and wasteful. Therefore Jesse did not delay too long before beginning the assignment. He did not find it particularly easy: he liked predictable patterns and routine shapes, not the irregular distribution of pale sparkles upon a dark backdrop.

“I find it easier to look for images in clouds,” he said to Quinn, admitting his shortcomings before she could point them out. Not that Jesse spent a great deal of time idly looking up during the daytime, either, but sometimes the Keller children played games with the clouds on long car journeys or dull summer days. “I just keep seeing the constellations that I know already exist,” he admitted.

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    • You neglected that quantifier previously - Jesse, Sun Jun 23 10:49
      • Apologies - Quinn, Mon Jul 1 17:21
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        • I forgive you - Jesse, Thu Jul 4 15:08
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          • Yay! - Quinn, Wed Jul 10 07:18
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            • Here's more useless knowledge - Jesse, Thu Jul 11 15:13
              Quinn responded positively to Jesse’s offer of help - she said, “Fantastic,” which, unless a person was being sarcastic, was always a good thing… or no, actually, sometimes it meant incredible or... more
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