Regulus looked sharply to the side when he felt someone take his arm. His eyes flared with anger and he seemed to be prepared to take a retaliatory action, but he paused when he saw it was Rabastan. His anger waned away and he looked away from Rabastan. "I'm sorry you got sent to look after me like some helpless git. You don't have to Rabastan. Go and celebrate with the others. I have no desire to carry on with anyone tonight." he said quietly. Giddy, to jealous, to self loathing in a matter of minutes, that had to be some sort of emotional record, but then, Regulus was a person of very limited and highly constrained emotions.
"I don't know if I properly congratulated you on making the team. I had no doubt at all you would make it, no matter what anyone might whisper about it. You are really talented, you fly very well." he said as he chanced a glance to Rabastan, gave him an honest, friendly smile, then returned to staring at the ground and sunk back down into a mood he could not understand, and only endure.