Gus rolled his eyes, albeit affectionately because he couldn’t imagine Dymion teaching etiquette of all things. He couldn't help but chuckle at the meet thought of him trying to the teach boys to be hopeless romantics like he was, and the girls… oh, they’d be disappointed when they found out not everyone was like him. The standards would be set and Maybe it’d be better if the man stayed far away from Hogwarts. (Not that it mattered to Gus because steered as far away from Season things as he possibly could.)
Then he grinned at him, a wide shit-eating one because it had been caught in a ruse. Although he had seen something out in the Forbidden Forest, but that sounded like something for another time. Instead he awkwardly cleared his throat. “I mean, she knows what it means because I don’t like her like that.” Gus rubbed the back of his head as he laughed nervously, wishing he could step back in time for a few minutes to keep himself from ever saying it. Endy’s look made him nervous even if Winnie wouldn’t ever bring up marriage to him, unless it was to save his hind for doing something daft. “She’s wonderful, of course, but we’re both in love with other people.” Oh shit, oh shit. He hadn't meant to say that allowed. Foot meet mouth, please.
The next set of words came out in a fluster because boy was he ready to move on from this. “It’s a charmed ring.” He replied, and then quickly pointed to the man’s hand. “Your hand mate, looks like it’s on fire. Think you might’ve just found my box.” At least he was assuming that it was smoke he was seeing and not crying from the dust in his eyes or the fact that his mouth started running faster than his brain could keep up.
Then he grinned at him, a wide shit-eating one because it had been caught in a ruse. Although he had seen something out in the Forbidden Forest, but that sounded like something for another time. Instead he awkwardly cleared his throat. “I mean, she knows what it means because I don’t like her like that.” Gus rubbed the back of his head as he laughed nervously, wishing he could step back in time for a few minutes to keep himself from ever saying it. Endy’s look made him nervous even if Winnie wouldn’t ever bring up marriage to him, unless it was to save his hind for doing something daft. “She’s wonderful, of course, but we’re both in love with other people.” Oh shit, oh shit. He hadn't meant to say that allowed. Foot meet mouth, please.
The next set of words came out in a fluster because boy was he ready to move on from this. “It’s a charmed ring.” He replied, and then quickly pointed to the man’s hand. “Your hand mate, looks like it’s on fire. Think you might’ve just found my box.” At least he was assuming that it was smoke he was seeing and not crying from the dust in his eyes or the fact that his mouth started running faster than his brain could keep up.