Originally Posted by Cassirin

"You, my dear Dora, are a true Ravenclaw at heart," Mo pointed a finger at Dora and wiggled it in her direction. She got house spirit. She got house pride, even. He grinned slightly, then smushed his face against the seat at her scrutiny. He liked being behind the lens rather than being captured forever on film.

He stayed like that, nose pressed against the seat, as Dora spoke about Alice. On the one hand, her words were unnecessary. They were exactly what Alice had said, and there was no need for Dora to just repeat things. On the other hand... part of him had trouble believing it, and it was a relief to hear Dora assure him.

He sat up, pulling the camera into his lap and just holding it there. "Everyone knows, d'you think? Already? It only just happened, and already..." He sort of loathed how stupid and pathetic he sounded at the moment, so Mo forced out that odd, tight smile and pretended everything was fine. "I know we're still friends, though. We were better as friends, and now she can be... with who she wants. Friends want what's best for each other, you know? But I do wish she'd eaten the crown. It's a shame, since it was for her birthday and everything. You suppose it's gone all stale and inedible?" Priorities. Candy over feelings.