[Freya leans forward, her light gray eyes glancing at Harry's cheek. She can't really turn to look at him.]
Am I suppose to know that? I was told a bunch of stuff... [She has to think back to remember. She'd been excited to head off and only sort of listened.]
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[Freya leans forward, her light gray eyes glancing at Harry's cheek. She can't really turn to look at him.]
Am I suppose to know that? I was told a bunch of stuff... [She has to think back to remember. She'd been excited to head off and only sort of listened.]