Remy obviously noticed that Kinsay seemed tired even before her comment about sleeping in every day. If those were the extent of her summer plans, then Remy was extra glad for her own. “Hopefully the feast will help wake you up.” So long as she chose the healthy options. Personally, Remy slept like a baby last night, she always did, and still programmed to wake in the early hours.

There he was. She felt a sense of zen… I mean… relaxation when her friend finally joined her. Not that the others at the table weren’t totally cool, she just didn’t really have much to do with them which subsequently made her kinda nervous. “Hi.” Atlas received the goofiest of goofy smiles. She watched Kinsay’s reaction when he made a comment about how she sat. Truthfully, she hadn’t thought his comment too rude at all, until Apollo came and pointed it out. “Chill out, Apollo.” Remy rolled her eyes a little. She liked Apollo a lot but would still blindly defend Atlas, obviously.

Her eyes averted when Emmerson joined the table, acting like she owned the place. She didn’t really have much to say at this point. Perhaps when she was a second year she’d feel a little more comfortable around these people, but for now she’d stick with her people. Her quietness was perfectly timed as Headmaster Trent was making his speech. She slouched a little more when Ravenclaw were announced as the House Cup winners. Blehhh, that sucked, but would probably get forgotten as soon as they left here for the summer.

Ooooh, feast.