Rod raised an eyebrow. “Is that so…” he was referring to both their words. He extracted his arm from Astoria and grabbed a cookie. His eyes ran over the face of it and mummbled the number 7 before plopping it into his mouth. He chewed for a moment. He didn’t know what to say.
He’d leave the girls to talk so continued to eat the cookies, saying the number of chips under his breath before eating each one.
Olivia laughed slightly. “Yeah, he does tend to do that.” She thought it was an incredibly endearing trait, but Olivia understood where Astoria was coming from. “Oh, you did? Did you actually get any studying done?” Olivia prompted with a slight tone of malice. For whatever reason, Seamus and Astoria sharing a table didn’t seem as innocent as the other girl put it.