 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
The whole idea of their Professors not knowing everything was far too perplexing to him. And the idea of lifelong learning? That sounded miserable, if one was to ask Drake. He wanted to know everything about Herbology as quickly as possible so he could be an expert about all the plants. And then instead of learning about other things, he wanted to be the one breeding plants and creating and discovering other things. Which would make him even more of an expert! "But... fine tuning their craft still sounds like maybe we shouldn't really trust them to be teaching us." He countered, though he didn't really have any further evidence to stake to this claim.
"Do you think there'll ever be a time where I become the voice of reason?" If Drake was to offer a serious answer to the question, it would probably be no. But that didn't mean a boy couldn't dream that someday, someway, perhaps he'd be the one with the kernel of knowledge to save their bums.
He COULD be impulsive this was true, but at Gilly's words of caution he just looked at her and blinked. "I promise I'm not that silly!" Every creature might deserve a cuddle, but he at least had the sense to know he was not necessarily the boy for the job in every situation. Drake's eyes went WIDE at Gilly's comment, before he was bouncing in his seat again. "Do you think we could convince him to do that!?! With eight hands he could take ALL four of us and then maybe some other first years!" Imagine the FUN they could have!
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