Still musing over the Sorting Hat's words, Lex made his way to an empty spot at the table. He was momentarily shocked out of his internal musings by the enthusiastic pats on the back from some nearby fellow Ravenclaws, but as the sorting continued, he found himself drifting back into his own mind, silently observing the events around him.
As the feast began, he filled his plate modestly, idly eating his start-of-term dinner while continuing to silently people watch, even as people at his own table conversed around him. |