Toddles recoiled visibly at Nimma's reprimand, this time giving no protest when the studentsies began heading into the Great Hall. "Toddles only wanted help. Oh! Toddles will go help in kitchens!" His elf ears perked right up at the idea of not sticking around to do this boring sorting and moving.

"Toddles go make sure other elvsies have everything ready."

More importantly, Toddles would not be staying here. "Nimma and Tinka and Argyle and Schmoop carry trunksies. Toddles go get food."

Yes?