Originally Posted by Lockhartian

And yet she continued not to speak. Back when he was a first year he used to speak non-stop, and now he didn't even remember what kind of words he should say. He couldn't comment...because there was nothing to comment about.

Wrong questions. He knew those existed. Treyen should've never asked anything.

He shouldn't be allowed to ask questions, honestly.

Reyn? Yes, he kind of saw that coming. Were all Ravenclaws alike? Because he thought that Gilderoy was actually hiding behind that facade of awesomeness. Well, that was actually right, he'd been hiding, that's why he felt so awful for the man, because the REAL Gilderoy was not very happy. Surely. He couldn't have been.

And now Ellie was not past the Reyn thing. She was hiding behind her camera, which happened to be nowhere around. "You don't need the camera." He was, quite possibly, understanding her need to carry it around. "You shouldn't need it," at least that's what he thought. He didn't mind the pictures, though.

Eyes on her. Hands still holding hers.

"I'm going to need you to say more words before I send you to the Healer," he chuckled, trying to lighten the mood a little. "Or I'll tell her Arya's Kneazle's got your tongue." Please, say a full sentence.

And...No? What was she talking to Bishop about that didn't involve an apology? He was...curious.