Kerrigan's Side of the House, 29 Chimera Court, Friday Early Morning

[on_her_korhal]

Fandom still held some surprises after all, as it turned out.

A certain young blonde telepath had shown up on Kerrigan's doorstep last night. That... had been a surprise. On the other hand, she had mused, it was almost as if the island were actively trying to cast its more talented inhabitants into her lap. Far be it from her to look a gift horse in the mouth.

So to speak.

Kerrigan had kept her curiosity in check the previous night, but Emma's mental state had been a little-- hm. Useful? She supposed she could find out how useful now, in the morning. And so by time dawn broke, Kerrigan was heading back into the room where she had left Emma a mattress, two cups of coffee in her hands.

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[icecoldfrost]

Emma hadn't wanted to go back to the dorms last night, since the visual reminders of her altercation with Winston would raise far too many questions. So, after visiting Miss Cabot, she'd gone to the one place where she figured she was guaranteed a couch for the night and few questions asked.

But she was already awake, and practically twitching out of her skin. She'd thought she was fine. After just over three years, Emma thought Winston couldn't get under skin anymore. But apparently, he could still manage just fine.

"Good morning," she said managing a wan smile. "I didn't think it was possible for you to be any more of my favorite teacher, and then you come bearing coffee."