Logic. The actually had it. Seren was definitely impressed now, because it was clear that Kevin was capable of thinking rationally... always a good thing to have in a student. "Right," she confirmed, no arguments here. Of course she let him continue, seeing as he was rather passionate about the topic, and passion was always interesting to observe. Lafay and setting students on fire... "Yeah, it happened..." but she was not going to go into it. After all, it was before her time here, so she was hardly credible enough to tell the tale. Instead she slipped her hands into her robes pockets, and crossed her fingers in the hope that the questions would end there.

She hadn't thought to keep her hands out and accessible, and when Kevin insisted a promise wasn't a promise without a .... pinky swear?... she was baffled and mildly amused. But, if that's what he wanted, then so be it. "Pinky swear," she repeated, curling her little finger around his and shaking briefly. She was not one for lying or misleading, a promise was a promise, regardless or finger wiggling.

Gobstones was perhaps a little pedestrian compared to some other pass-times, so she wouldn't argue this matter either. "I'm thinking of holding some flesh-eater workshops, so if you find risking your hands to bites entertaining, you're more than welcome to come along." She wasn't going to stop him, and there might be some nerdy extra credit in it for him too. Ahem. The sudden change of topic seemed odd to her. Flamsteed? What had he done to earn the boys keen interest... in his weaknesses no less. "Eeerr... I would say, lint, creases, and anything to do with his pet rock..." was that answer enough? "And he's not crazy, just eccentric... you need to learn the art of manipulating your words if you don't want to seem rude." Just saying. But Airey did have his moments of madness, endearing madness, but madness nonetheless. He was loud.

Deciding that the hourglasses were too frequently changing for her liking, she opted to ignore it, and pretend that Gryffindor was winning, whether that was true or not was irrelevant for the time being. She wanted to be in a good mood. "I do?" she asked, not at all minding the sound of it. It did sound rather exciting. "I wish I could tell you I was, but an undercover agent doesn't reveal their identities," she decided, though her tone was clearly of a joking manner. "With all my flesh eaters, who's to say anyone could escape?" Hhhmmm? It was just a thought, something that might fuel his imagination and keep him from being bored a while longer. Innocent enough, no?