[Wynne startling startles him and he lets out a squeak of his own, his own books joining Wynne's on the floor. What a pair they make.
He has a hand pressed to his chest as though to calm his breathing when Wynne turns back to him and it takes him a moment to place him. Wynne hadn't been one of the students he'd needed to actively avoid, after all, and he really only made friends through the people Al knew, so Scorpius hadn't paid much attention to him.] Yes, that's me. And you're Ingham? Wynne Ingham?
[He crouches down as well, helping to separate out their things.] Sorry about that-- I didn't hear you coming the other way.
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He has a hand pressed to his chest as though to calm his breathing when Wynne turns back to him and it takes him a moment to place him. Wynne hadn't been one of the students he'd needed to actively avoid, after all, and he really only made friends through the people Al knew, so Scorpius hadn't paid much attention to him.] Yes, that's me. And you're Ingham? Wynne Ingham?
[He crouches down as well, helping to separate out their things.] Sorry about that-- I didn't hear you coming the other way.