Olive was called into office to discuss all of her patients progresses.
Olive straightened her skirt and fixed her hair before stepping into the office, Miss. Peregrine smiled at the redhead woman, motioning to the chair in front of the large wooden desk, similar to Olive's own. " did you want to discuss something with me?" Olive asked politely to which Miss Peregrine just nodded her head, her eyes sparkling amusingly. " I'm quite Impressed with the progress you've had with all your patients, especially Enoch.." she hummed softly, nodding at the manilla file folders in front of her. " thank you" she smiled shyly, looking at her hands. " I've called you in here because I wanted to invite you to a convention in Edinburgh next month. " Olive straightened a bit, smiling " oh? Thank you so much, Miss. Peregrine!" She grinned back at the dark haired woman, who returned a smile. " I want you to bring Enoch with you... I think this could be some Improvement therapy. He's Scottish, so I think if he's back in his home country he might feel a little better, its up to you to decide if he should come in the end, but I think it would greatly improve him" she mused, while Olive narrowed her eyes a bit. It was quite uncommon for someone who committed the crimes that he did to be allowed that much freedom. "
Thank you, I'll discuss it with him to see how he feels about going home even if it is for a few days.. I won't disappoint you and I promise I'll make sure that he behaves himself ."
Enoch was sitting at his table at lunch, staring into his cup of tea, sighing a bit. It was weeks since the incident, and he felt super bad, but he also knew if he made her feel bad for him he might be able to manipulate her into an early release. Of course, he felt that it was already in progress. He knew she felt pity for him. He could read her like an open book. She was too damn easy.
Speaking of Olive, the slender ginger practically skipped into the cafeteria, smiling as she walked over to his table where a few of his friends; Millard, Horace and Victor were discussing something stupid they overheard and then proceeded to argue about who it was about, they heard summat bout that blonde doctor, Emma maybe? Of course, Enoch never believed a word any of those absolute nutters said. Olive plopped down beside Enoch. " Hey! how would you like a chance to go back home?" She mused, opening a packet of crisps and popping one in her mouth. Enoch snickered, glaring at her " that isn't funny, Darling don't toy around with me! ya and I both know I ain't ever gettin' out" he grumbled. Olive just grinned in response. " well, Miss. Peregrine thought it might be a good idea to take you to one of our conferences.. and it happens to be in Edinburgh next month. We both think it would be a good opportunity to see home, and it might help you progress and I was going to use you as a case study anyways.. so being there would help me out more.." she smiled at the dark haired man who in response reached into her bag, pulling a few crisps out. Enoch popped them in his mouth and responded with his mouth full," yeah why not.. I think it would be fun to show you the best places to find victims" he snickered, teasingly poking her arm. Olive narrowed her eyes, beginning to stand up. " alright well I can see this is a horrible idea, I hope you like your cell.." Enoch grabbed her hand, his voice coming out a little desperately. " wait, I'm joking. Please.. I do want to go home." He begged, to which she softened a bit, nodding. " promise me you'll behave to the best of your abilities, you'll listen to me, and you'll act like your an outstanding member of society, yeah?" She asked him. He nodded
" well.. you got a deal, princess."