Toby watched as Culloden shifted around, presumably trying to get comfortable or something. It was weird to see him almost fidget, mainly 'cause in his head, the Potions Master was always kind of... poised? Or at least, he was in Toby's mind.

... That knee crack though. Toby visibly winced just at the sound of it, and he felt a pang of sympathy pain in his own knee, though that may or may not have been more related to an old bludger injury than anything else.

He broke into a grin, finally, and shifted around slightly, all the better to see Culloden. "For real?" Toby replied, the enthusiasm clear in his voice as he closed his textbook for the moment, with his finger poking into the pages to mark his place. "I love running around the grounds. I get up early and run through here every morning. Only sometimes I gotta make sure I don't go out too early, 'cause otherwise a professor might think I'm up late and past curfew, and that could be bad." It hadn't actually happened yet, but Toby didn't quite know the boundaries, so tended to just be veeeeeery careful when he was up before or with the sun, depending on the season. "But it's better than hanging around the common room for hours, 'specially when you wake up super early, y'know?"

... Aaaaaaaanyway. He'd rambled, right? Right. Oops. "... Sorry." Ahem. Got a little carried away, there. Toby glanced down at his textbook again, flipping it open eyeing the page sceptically for a moment before looking back at Culloden. "NEWTs are super hard," he informed him, quite matter-of-factly, sure that this was information the professor would like to know. "Just by the way."