[center] [color=silver][h3]~Celia Mockett~[/h3][/color]
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Mirai was spouting utter nonsense. Endurance training? Body not having enough energy to cast spells? Why, that comment was almost funny enough to make her laugh. Her mouth curled upwards in a small smile. While she was no master witch or whatever they were called, she could perform magic well enough, and she did nothing but sleep all day. She remained quiet though. No need to draw-Ah...she had been noticed. And was called creepy, no less.

Celia's grey eyes gazed at Mirai silently, not breaking eye contact. She had never thought of herself as creepy, nor did she think she ever made a particular effort to be silent. Though, it was true that she didn't want to draw the attention of others too much. That would mean she would have less of an ability to hide from Rose and sleep somewhere. Chances were, it'd be enchanted or something as well so she couldn't hide easily and unable to take it off. 

[color=silver]"I walked in...Maybe get better ears."[/color] Eye contact was broke only by a quiet yawn, refraining from making a direct comment about old people and a lack of hearing. It'd just end up being troublesome for her in the end. She didn't want to particularly get into more trouble than she was already in.

Celia stretched, turning her head silently to the guy Mirai was torturing. She didn't really know him, and hadn't particularly made an effort to. He seemed...flustered or something when he looked at her. Well, maybe he'd do something fun if she kept staring? So keep staring she would.