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The vast majority of students sitting here, Nem paid little to no attention to. Easy when there was a mutual, or even one-sided disinterest. It wasn't until the arrival of little Limpet James, and then the Attack of the Clones, that they gave any discernible reaction at all. They set the fork down, and smiled briefly.
"I am. Come sit." The lack of inflection was not for want of trying. Nem gestured to the seat right beside them, then glanced at each Flamsteed Clone. Though that wasn't accurate; near identical in features they may be, subtle distinctions in things like hair and clothing, and a marked divergence in demeanour made differentiating a simple matter of paying attention. Atlas, with his hesitance and staring, sat across from them. Aries, less inhibited in several contexts, on their other side.
They flashed another smile at Atlas, then shifted to address the twin sat beside them. "I fixed them," Nem stated, regarding the robes. "Embracing island life."
Without warning, before it could be clear whether they were going to elaborate on that comment, Nem felt themselves lifted up and out of their seat, as a magical force took them by the robes. "Back in a sec," they said, showing no signs of surprise as they were pulled unceremoniously towards the Slytherin table.
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