The headmaster held Hedda's rapt attention and respect. But, damn, his lips pressed into a line when the man mentioned 'no swimming'. Would they let him go if he doesn't do anything stupid? The lake looked pretty nice during the ferry ride.... He huffed out the slightest sigh. Best not get on...
Hedda waved goodbye to Zenima and Sishu with a smile as the crowd overtook their surroundings. He stood there, politely letting his fellow students bypass him and feeling the anxiety of anticipation.
No rush, right? They're all on the same boat. He politely greeted the ferryman and took a spot...
"Nice to meet you Sishu and Zenima!"
Hedda hummed thoughtfully. "I don't really know much about the inside of the school, just what they have on the course registrars and the people who come out of it..." And well. He was supposed to know one. He thinks. Hedda shook off the thought and kept up...
Hedda laughed along, nodding. "Maybe they cast some kind of luck charm! Consolidation prize? He handed out an untouched chicken skewer, "You held a good game, still!"
"Are you going to Rodren?-" Hedda's words cut off as the aforementioned 'tough looking guy' approached them. Another addendum...
Hedda rushed to the docks- whew, still on time! Very, actually. And here he'd thought he'd have to swim across the lake. He fidgeted, trying to find the ferry. Hedda guessed that he still could, but it would be pretty embarrassing if he was caught by one of those hawks flying overhead as a dumb...