Rolling his eyes at Beth, he turned and put on his goggles. Always concerned with house points and not losing any. “Sheesh Annabeth, you need to chill a little”. Turning around to face her now, he couldn’t help but grin at her, the goggles making his face look rather stupid. Throwing her a pair of goggles now, he turned and walked towards a tree, a hand full of wood lice. “Hey do you want to do this or uh, do you want to diffindo the wood from the tree?”, forgetting that she may want to feed the Bowtruckle herself.