Dylan was getting more looks, but that was cool. He was having a blast with this...And really, it was so smart to duplicate ones gargoyle in the first place. Now if one broke, he'd have a Darth-black spare...Not that the Slytherin would break his statue.

He carried on with the Jedi-fighting for a bit longer...but then decided to just do regular tricks like everyone else was doing. His brain was starting to hurt...and he had piles of other homework to do. So, he couldn't be here all night. BUT...the Captain would continue Jedi!training at some point.

"You've done well, Gi Adi Goon...but Darth Gargy is going to go nap real quick...and we're going to carry on with some regular training." He was even explaining the situation to his gargoyle. Totally considerate, Dylan knew. Leveling his wand on the black painted gargoyle, he whispered "Finite.", watching as the life left the small object at once. Putting him and his light saber away, the Slytherin was able to just focus on the one.

"What shall we do now?" He openly contemplated for a moment before smirking. "I know...Do you want to try to do handstands?" Could they do that? Surely if he coached the small thing on how to position his arms and whatnot...and distribute his weight..."Okay, let's try it...and if it doesn't work, we'll try something else, yea?"

Settling back, he eyed Gi. "Jump onto your hands."

As he'd expected, there was some problems at first. The gargoyle couldn't seem to get the momentum right for hopping onto his hands. "...It's okay. You can try again..."