So he was a smart one. Humph. Claws were all so logical. All of 'em.

"Yeah, I could," Punz replied, hestitating to answer, "but I just didn't feel too social for the common room. And it's always quiet down here." She shrugged and then pointed her wand at her notebook, summoning it to her side. Oh how she loved charms.

But oh - he saw her glance at his scars. Rapunzel bit her lip, resisting the urge to open her big mouth and ask how he'd gotten them. Instead, she blurted out a different random question.

"Are you uh, playing Quidditch this term?" she asked, fidgeting with her notebook. After all, that was more or less how she remembered him from their early years at Hogwarts...