Freddie felt better after eating because he always felt better after eating. Food was by far one of his favorite things. He couldn't trust that that meant it was actually a good thing though. He wasn't really sure he could trust his gut at all on such things.
To keep from shuffling back to the Teppenpaw Common Room and up to his dorm, he tried to think about other, happier things. He'd get to see Anya and Ellie soon probably. There was a twinge associated with this, as he wasn't really sure what to tell them if they noticed his feeling down, but Ellie at least was in favor of his interest in various apparel. He perked up some then, realizing he might be able to talk to her about it and ask her thoughts. It might help him get his head on straight at least.
This thought renewed some of his pep and kept his head up as he made his way to his room, even when Hana refused to look at him. She'd acknowledged him at home, but they hadn't spoken. Now, he supposed, she didn't even have to acknowledge him.
Knowing he maybe had someone to go to only got him feeling so much better, particularly when it was time to join his roommate, someone he wasn't sure he could go to at all. Not like he was about to ask. That being said, Dathan was generally nice and it might be good for Freddie to have a friend that wasn't a girl. Anya and Ellie were great but he thought that maybe he was confused about stuff because he didn't have any other guys to talk to.
With that in mind, he was almost excited to see his roommate in their dorm. "Hallo," he said, smiling as much as he could manage. "You make good summer?"
22Freddie ZauberhexenSo is it safe here? [Tag Dathan]145215
The Feast had been more interesting than Dathan had expected, and what was more, had been so in a good way. He had taken his leave from Lyssa Fitzgerald, but as he walked up to his dormitory, he was trying to make his brain work through the haze of tiredness and full-bellied contentment, trying to think of more ideas he might take to her later or ways he could be helpful.
Perhaps, he thought, this was how his roommate beat him back to the dorm - he had been walking kind of slowly because he was thinking. Or Freddie knew a shortcut he didn't. Dathan smiled back at the blond boy.
"Yes. I had a good summer," he said. "It was really nice being with my family again. One of my cousins had his birthday, and we think he's a wizard too, so he had a wizard-themed birthday party." He wasn't sure if Freddie would understand the word 'themed,' but hoped it was clear enough in context, as he couldn't think how else to phrase it, at least not in time to say it to Freddie without stopping to think for a few seconds. He tried to maintain a balance between saying things slowly and clearly enough for his roommate to understand and not speaking to Freddie in a ridiculously over-the-top parody of normal speech which implied the other boy had roughly the listening comprehension of a toddler. Freddie had, after all, made it through two years of school here, same as Dathan. It seemed disrespectful somehow to talk down to him, even if he meant to be nice by it. He hoped he fell on the right side of both extremes more often than not, anyway. "How about you? Did you have a good time at home?"
Freddie smiled. He had no idea what Dathan was talking about, but he seemed happy about it and Freddie knew the word "birthday" and "wizards," so that was fun. Those things usually went together pretty well. Plus, he was pretty sure he'd heard that Dathan's . . . cousin? The words weren't very similar but close enough . . . was a wizard! So that meant more Sonora for that family. That was exciting. Freddie was pretty sure Dathan didn't have any siblings, so he wondered how close he was to his cousins. His cousin was . . . in Crotalus maybe? Freddie hadn't ever really taken the time to figure such things out, little as he paid attention to such things.
Perhaps he ought to do better. Going to school with family was always fun. Or at least, it had been once.
His smile faltered a little as he came to this conclusion and Dathan asked about his summer at the same time. "Some was good, some was bad," he said, shrugging. "Meine sister's friend," he began, loading the word as heavily as he thought was necessary to convey how little he bought into this status, "did us visit. One weekend. That was some good."
22Freddie ZauberhexenI would like to think so. 145205
It was a little harder to figure out fine details of tone in conversations with Freddie than it was with most people, with his accent and all, and Dathan wasn't the most subtle of souls anyway. Even he, however, realized that the word friend was heavily emphasized for some reason, in a way which implied extra meaning. Dathan's first guess was that Johana Leonie's 'friend' was actually a boyfriend, and that this was not a desirable quality in Freddie's mind, but then he described the friend's visit as 'some good'....
"That's cool," he said. "Was it a friend from where you live, or someone from here at Sonora?" As the school did have way more kids who seemed to speak German at home than Dathan would have expected to find in the middle of Arizona, even considering that the school seemed to draw students from all over the country. Of course, he guessed it was possible that they were from the place in Pennsylvania where the people rode buggies...weren't those the same people who spoke German even though they had been living in this country forever and ever? Maybe they were all from there or something.
He had not missed that the summer had apparently included more than just a visit from Johana Leonie's 'friend', or that some of that stuff had been less good than the visit from the 'friend' he was pretty sure that Freddie didn't like so much. Somehow, though, it seemed like a bad idea to ask about what the bad part was. He didn't know exactly why it did, considering that Freddie had just volunteered the information that some parts of it had been bad while others had been good, but somehow, he just...had a feeling. Or it just seemed like something that he should wait for Freddie to bring up on his own, anyway, if he wanted to talk about it.