"Ok!" chirp the Magelets, only too happy to agree to trade. They like to trade for things.
Regulus is still by the railing, watching the landscape zip past and letting the wind mess with his hair. He doesn't look like he's been listening in... but he has been.
It's true that he hasn't decided what to do with himself yet, though he has at least determined that this is far too elaborate to be a hoax.
Right now, he feels he has insufficient information - and, disturbing to him, insufficient resources - for any kind of major decision, so he's doing what he feels any sensible Slytherin would do... Keeping his head down, being civil, gathering information... and biding his time.
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Regulus is still by the railing, watching the landscape zip past and letting the wind mess with his hair. He doesn't look like he's been listening in... but he has been.
It's true that he hasn't decided what to do with himself yet, though he has at least determined that this is far too elaborate to be a hoax.
Right now, he feels he has insufficient information - and, disturbing to him, insufficient resources - for any kind of major decision, so he's doing what he feels any sensible Slytherin would do... Keeping his head down, being civil, gathering information... and biding his time.