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Well...this had taken quite the turn and he had to wonder if this was her defense technique, painting things in a more sunshine and rainbows fashion rather than reveal a more vulnerable core. The fruity hard layers protecting the soft center of the jawbreaker. Imagination and the desire to control were two very different mind paths to waltz down, though he knew her to be very much down the path of imagination. This side, wanting to control, was new. Not one he couldn't relate to either but...well...another day. So he sort of just nodded in response to all that. "In dreams we create worlds that are entirely our own."

No, he would not be exchanging dream diaries any time soon.

"You mean....nice and neat with a bow on top of your design," he mused while giving her a little nudge with the elbow. She had just said how she wanted to be in control and now that she liked to win debates. He did too, a lot, but Magical Debate had lost its luster since the war...and since many members and peers replaced reason with passion and there was no debating with someone who had decided from the word 'go' that your stance was wrong. Not to mention...misinformation and assumptions and, well, he picked his partners carefully these days. He had to...as a matter of self preservation.

And speaking of self preservation, he was scratching at the corners of his being at the moment for some of that and a means to duck out of this conversation without losing it on her or otherwise spiral back into the boy he had only allowed Aries to see. Aries and...maybe a little Nemesis. Which was a whole thing in itself and a thought he would surely spin back to later. "You were explaining your reasons for your behavior, with your family..." he responded quite clinically, detaching himself. "...there was no place for an emotional response on my part." And really, he had no business making her story about him...so there was a genuine truth to that statement.

He wasn't convinced he was 'brave' for returning to Hogwarts after it all. Where else would he have gone? Durmstrang like so many on mom's side of the family? It just felt like...more blaming Hogwarts when people spoke to him that way. As if it was the school's fault when, well, magic begot magic. War touched everyone. It hadn't even been a thought to not come back...so he sort of just shrugged his shoulders, unable to accept that compliment. Maybe he was misjudging the situation.

He was...doing that a lot these days. So it seemed.

Like right now.

His chest twisted a bit more, wishing very much he had kept his mouth shut and unable to really look at Lisa right now. "You...you're apologizing...but you don't even know what you're apologizing for..." It was a half question as well as a half observation, making him feel embarrassed with himself as his shoulders slouched a bit more. This seemed to be the natural order of things, the natural selection of being a Hogwarts student with his place in the social hierarchy. He hadn't even realized just how much many of his words, thoughts, had been incredibly revealing and projections. "...it's...whatever, Lisa..." he lamented somewhat sarcastically, shoulders shrugging again before slacking even more. "...you've already got all your fourth year friends anyway. I'm fine on the periphery."
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