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Had he been wrong about the bread? Yes. Had he admitted to this? Only those who had asked him directly. Did he regret being suspicious of the bread? Not at all. In fact, technically, he had still be right because he had been suspicious of the woman from the get-go! Trojans bearing gifts. It was a thing.
Briefly separated from his brother while doing some final bits of packing for the train ride home tomorrow, Atlas arrived at the Great Hall alone but was sure Aries would be close behind him. Unless his brother had fallen asleep in his trunk or something. It was possible. Just hopefully not in HIS trunk because he had methodically packed and folded everything so it fit together more perfectly than a puzzle box...and just as complicated, but it was a system that worked for Atlas.
Quite looking forward to the summer and his triumphant return to robotics camp, Atlas looked light on his feet as he approached the Gryffindor table and was almost skipping. Almost. His eyes did briefly glance over at both the Slytherin and Ravenclaw tables, for reasons, before he settled down in a seat just beside Remy with a wide smile. Kinsay's rude posture was noted but otherwise he was, mostly, pleasant towards her with a slightly sour kind of smile. Cecelia also received a smile, a less sour one than Kinsay's. "Hey," he greeted, though admittedly this greeting was more directed towards Remy than anyone else. "I hope today's dinner shows a restraint on gluten."
His eyes drifted back to Kinsay and, shocker of shocks, pointed at her. "If elbows shouldn't be on the table...I don't think your face should be either."
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