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Milo kept his eyes on the teeth, but his ears on the room around him, as Ms Applewood drifted from the greetings into the introduction. It was a moment before he ventured to offer an answer; ever since he'd reached a Realisation™, he had become increasingly aware of the dangers of answering questions, which might have had something to do with the fact that his words seemed even more determined than ever to encrypt themselves before he could set them loose.
He knew better than to say where he had been or where he might plan to go, but suppose picking a location at random still held a wealth of information he didn't want to release into the wild. There was no supposing; the subconscious was like that, ask any diviner, and also any psychoanalyst. They'd joined Hufflepuffs on the list.
So Milo just stayed silent for a long moment as he overthought and overthought, and the very concept of a relaxing holiday worked him into an inner frenzy, reflected only in the rapid clinking-together of the teeth in his fingers. Eventually, "Lothlórien," slipped from his lips without his so much as looking up again, and though he was content enough that it was (allegedly) a place that (allegedly) did not exist for (alleged) holiday destinations, Milo was mildly unnerved given he had not intended to say anything at all.
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