So there was something he really wanted to do before the school year ended, and while it was on his mind, he was going to do it right now. Spotting her over in the school spirit section (because OF COURSE she'd be there), Brent walked over with about as much courage as he could muster up. He watched her cheer with a smile on his face. She really was a happy, go-lucky girl. They'd been young...seriously young...when they had been a couple. She'd matured now, but she was still that girl he remembered from his Ilvermorny days.

When her cheer was over, he walked up to her. "Hey," he said. "Look, umm...can we talk for a minute?" As in, can we just stop cheering, yelling, being friendly with anyone and everyone, and just talk to each for a minute? He gave her another smile, one that hopefully conveyed the message that he came in peace.