I gulped at the sight of Andrew, his hair slick and wet from the bath he took while I took mine. I couldn't let one word out of my mouth apart from the occasional, "Um."
Yup. I have my mind totally broken. I shake my head a few times just to get it to focus on the goal: not being late to training. I don't want Aracelli to roast me alive for being late and talking s**t about me. I looked at Andrew again and asked him if he could help me dry my hair so that we could go already. He happily obliged and took out my hair blower to dry my hair while I try to figure out how to test the selkie's theory about my ability to do necromancy.
Andrew must have been observing me closely because he asked, "A penny for your thoughts?"
"Just a penny?" I deadpanned. He chuckled and replied, "Well, if you pu
