“What?” Knox looked around, startled.
“You can’t give a Knarl milk!” exclaimed the curly-haired blonde who was reading Knox’s homework over his shoulder.
“I only wrote it down – I didn’t actually do it,” Knox pointed out. You’d have thought he’d just tried to kick a pigeon from her reaction.
“Yeah, but if you did it in theory, then you’d do the same in practical too, right?”
There were about a million things wrong with that logic. It was one thing to just randomly write something down and another to actually do it. Writing out ‘today I’m going to jump off a bridge’? Piece of cake. Actually doing it? That would take a lot more nerve and idiocy than it would to simply lie on paper.
But in this case, he had to admit that she did have a point. If his first thought of what to feed