A lot of things went through his mind when Brair said it didn’t matter. He was curious to know what Seanna had done to her. His girlfriend could be quite the handful if you weren’t one of her friends. He had seen it first-hand and even when he shared some of her values system, he was so outspoken about it. And people didn’t even have to be Muggleborns or Half-bloods for her to rude, it just required an ounce of annoyance from her part to explode and do it. Their classmates usually avoided her when she was in one of her moods. He grinned remembering the countless “fights” between Seanna and Nydia, those two were rather amusing and both had sharp tongues. Both of them had been very competitive, but after Nydia had left the school, Seanna had claimed the title of Queen. Samuel didn’t press the subject any further, maybe it caused Brair some distress, and he didn’t want to be the one causing it.

He was thinking of another topic to talk about, when Brair left her wine glass and told him she was tired and was going to bed. Samuel didn’t hide the disappointment in his face at her words, but nodded politely, “the pleasure was all mine. Hope you have a good night sleep.” Samuel struck his chin with his fingers, finding it unsettling that Brair parted with such formality. Nothing about her screamed formal, he was sure she was from another class entirely.

Samuel looked around the room, his interest diminishing exponentially, since there was no one that he wanted to speak with. And since he was tired himself, he decided to call it a night. There was the question of whether he would be able to sleep, but he would try. He owed it to his body, really. Or he could Apparate to somewhere and seek some fun. He debated the issue at hand while he walked out of the hall.