As Evan was not one who cared about his hair, despite having often heard his was rather nice, he just assumed the other boy's hand moves had something to do with an unfortunate case of dandruff. So he politely looked away, back to the painting again in order to not embarrass should any have floated off in the process.

The dramatics were not missed on Ev, and he turned to glance at the Slytherin again. He couldn't remember much of who had been in the play last term, or was a member of drama club in general, but it did seem it might have been up this guy's alley. Not that that was something Evan was judging, as he happened to live with quite a few drama kings and queens. "The pear?" That seemed surprising to him, as honestly his first guess would have been a peach - though he had not basis for this assumption. "Thanks. Appreciate the help." He stashed away his feather quill, realizing now how completely unnecessary it had been. "Nice to meet you Kayne, I'm Evan Nam. Are you a fifth year?"