Wyn did not like bees. She did not want to work with bees. Glumbumbles were basically bees, but kind of worse. So, like a half-step down from a magical hornet.
Once again, Wyn did not like bees. Yes, she had worn long sleeves, and had brought her gloves, but that did not make her like bees more. It wasn't that she was afraid of them--no, not in the slightest (maybe a tiny bit, but under slightest).
She just did not like ~bugs~ because ~bugs~ were weird and she already had to deal with them all the time in the barn back home when she was working with the horses. And her horses certainly did not like ~bugs~ either. And they were not a food source for Blanche.
So Wyn crossed her arms, a semi-disgusted, semi-appalled look on her face as Professor McCloud came around and gave everyone a bubble-head charms. "Uh, I like luna moths I guess, because at least they're pretty. But I don't like that they're fuzzy."
No ~bug~ should be fuzzy.
The same expression her face, she turned to the student beside her and went, "I just wanna get this over with. Would you like to work together?"