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As Milo sat there, half listening to the other Ravenclaws' conversation in case something interesting came up, and attempting to ignore the frenetic whirring and chattering in his ears, he blinked hard, incessantly, inexorably. Nevertheless, his eyes roved the room, and fell upon someone looking directly at him. He jerked his head, as if to twitch away a bothersome fly, and returned the smile with an infinitesimal incline of the head.
Evidently, Milo was not in a talkative mood, and it only now occurred him that he had not spoken at all that day, possibly not since the day before yesterday - difficult to say, as it was not the kind of thing he kept track of. He twitched his head again in response to Nam the Younger, but a moment later had looked back towards the sorting, and the one he'd been listening out for.
The minutes didn't matter, the result was enough. This made things easier, even, to consider what Papo Jake had spoken to him about. Milo still wasn't sure he wanted to, but now found himself less resistant to the idea.
With the ache of released tension flooding his narrow shoulders, he grabbed the edge of the Ravenclaw table and used it to spin himself a quarter turn, so that he knelt facing the plates and goblets and empty platters. Jonah had sometime almost-joined him in recent history, but he was just as likely to engage in conversation as Milo was today, so there was no need to say anything at all.
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