Noticing where my eyes had rested, Eirwen Penrose glowered at me with visible disdain. "Have you seen enough?"
"Ah, not quite. Maybe you can give me a better look?" I blurted out.
"William Floyd!"
Eirwen's voice was cold enough to ice over a pond. She stood up, clearly peeved by what I had just said. "How can you do something so shameful!"
"Uh… what did I do, exactly?"
I was genuinely confused.
When I saw Eirwen's violently heaving chest, though, I eventually understood what she meant.
"If… if I said I didn't mean to peek, would you believe me?" I offered sheepishly, scratching my head in embarrassment.
Eirwen rolled her eyes. Though she seemed skeptical of the truth of my excuse,
Instead, she passed me two new sets of papers I had not seen before. "Here are the results of my most
