Azrael turned around to see Cleopatra staring right at him with intensity. Her lips were still curled upwards in that confident way, and she was waiting for an answer to what she believed was a legitimate question.
Azrael tried to lean away from her, but there wasn't that much space behind him, making it impossible.
"I couldn't turn it down. Scar didn't give me a choice."
Cleopatra blinked in confusion when Azrael mentioned Scar, before she seemed to gain a look of understanding. Cleopatra hadn't met Scar because she was already in her second year when Scar started to teach the first years.
Before Scar, they had an old man who had an unbelievable fixation on artifacts. It was almost impossible for the man not to talk about one artifact or another during class.
Cleopatra's smile only widened as she leaned closer. In the front of the car, Maddison stared at Cleopatra and Azrael's closeness with a look of confusion on her face.
