Emily tilted her head slightly, her pupils turned to the corner of her eye, she smiled briefly rubbing her lips with her index finger.
"I think... Maybe..."
Her stare locked back onto Antonin.
"Some light Botany, maybe? Astronomy?"
The thoughts were some hope, hope that Antonin had spare time to pursue his own interests, rather than being buried in paperwork. Though she knew, it was likely for him to be a workaholic.