"Interesting perspective. I think Gryffindors would make better soldiers, as opposed to figureheads...because they are a fearless bunch."...and where Hufflepuffs were concerned, Gabe couldn't help but think about Toby. His Badger friend was too kindhearted at times.....And perhaps Dot shouldn't have said that bit about Slytherins. Grayson was a Slytherin. His sister, Ruby, was a Slytherin. Neither of their personalities were fit to lead anyone. Dot must've been a rare entity.

"Ravenclaws don't want to get bogged down with too much responsibility. That's true." Not the 'world leader' sort, anyway. Plans and strategy, though...right in their wheelhouse.

...This was relaxing...surprisingly. Creating the pattern felt stress-relieving and appeasing to his mind...and the small talk wasn't probing or intrusive. Gabe didn't feel under fire, in other words. Dot was proving to be good company. Intelligent, but not in the obnoxious sense.

Tapping another square, Gabe whispered the charm this time, "Colovaria."...and regarded his companion again. "I'd believe that. You've got the lot nearly identical."...whereas Gabe's were varying shades of darker blues. Shade didn't matter as much....right? Besides, aesthetically, it offset the green well. "I think Potions...or Astronomy would be mine."

After a pause, he charmed another tile.