Bella does homework and periodically swings by to update her collection of baked things.
I'm curious, Bella asks about an hour later, when did I graduate from "asshole" to "worth rescuing from mad elves"?
Nursing an active emotional hatred doesn't always accompany thinking someone is an asshole. Not all opinions about nearby people float to the surface during every one-hour period. And I try to judge people more on what they choose to say and not on what idly crosses their minds.
And if you didn't like me you would've gone around and left me there.
I don't think they've been permanently put off from the idea of kidnapping me to try to make me fall in love with their cursed friend, either.
And after a silence:
How did you find out about the mermaids? Was one of the unfriendly ones unaware that you'd live to tell the tale?
You walk around stark naked and don't get in trouble for it and she thought you were a human?
Don't they give foreign students cultural briefings about that kind of thing?
I got a response to my a-mail. Dean says she'll 'look into it'. Which is probably code for "do nothing", but at least now there's an aether trail if it happens again.