"We could try to keep an eye on her, but I think mischief has a way of finding her. Or, uhm - She finds it? I don't know how it works exactly. Mischief could be running in the other direction with a high-pitched scream and Mia's chasing after it," Scorpius rambles, fiddling with the hems of his sleeves.

He's getting a bit nervous - in an excitedly anxious sort of way, that is - about the trip to Meribia. He's never been on a ship before.