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Since you had agreed to the headmage's request, you, along with Grim had to visit the Infirmary as soon as classes had finished. "All right, where's this guy who hurt his ankle." Grim barged in the room with a booming voice, barely to no consideration to those who were resting.
This caught a familiar pair of twins attention and gaze. You noticed Lyn was sitting one of the infirmary beds with an ice bag over his ankle, while the other sibling, Lynett, sat on the edge of the bed. "Hey, Y/n... Good to see you again." The latter was the first to speak up, greeting you with a usual, blank expression. "And I see you brought your little pet with you this time."
Grim instantly pointed his paw at them. "Hey, I ain't her pet! I'm the Great Grim. And get a load o' that! We're totally famous!" The feline puffed out his chest proudly.
Carrying the feline in your arms, you walked over towards the pair with a sympathetic smile. "Hello again, you two. How are you doing?"
"If you're referring to the injury- fortunately, it's nothing too serious." Lyn assured, doing his best to still show a smile. With a careful and slow motion, he moved his ankle around a bit to prove his words.
You released a small sigh of relief. "I truly apologize if we are bothering you during your rest. Although, we'd like to ask questions regarding what happened earlier. I know I was there to witness it, but it's different if we hear it from your perspective."
Lyn groaned and threw his head back. "I wish I knew what happened myself. I was walking along, talking to my sibling. And the next thing I knew, BOOM! I was tumbling down the stairs."
Lynett nodded, confirming his statement. "Yeah. I didn't even see him stumbling or anything."
"It was like my body just lurched forward by itself. I can't really explain it." Lyn added, running a hand through his hair in slight frustration.
"Hm. Hmmm. Interesting. Veeery interesting." Grim hummed with feigned fascination.
"Thank you for your cooperation." A subtle smile of gratitude appeared on your lips.
Before you could take your leave, Lynett lifted their hand to halt you. "By the way, about your baked sweets..." They paused for a moment to intentionally create suspense. "It was quite delicious, Y/n. I'm glad it suited my palette of taste." The uninjured twin complimented you.
Lyn suddenly gasped and whipped his head towards his sibling. "Wait, did you already eat all of it? You didn't save any for me!?"
Lynett simply waved him off. "Rest assured, I only took a few from yours. You're lucky you're injured, or else I would have eaten all of it."
"Lynett, come on, we've talked about this, everything in moderation... You're not gonna have room left for lunch now." The injured twin grumbled under his breath.
