"I'm not orderly," Niki agreed, and he giggled. "I'm a chaos." He definitely was the opposite of orderly, that was for certain. His fingers twisted together in his lap, his shoulders rocking from side to side as he peered at the other former Slytherin.
"Where," he began, and he cocked his head to the side, his gaze sliding away for a moment, and he hummed an ackowledgement before his attention had returned to Theodore. "Do you think we are?"