Camilla was vaguely suspicious of him eating yogurt. Not that she wasn't suspicious of him in general. Her fingers itched to reach for her wand, to be able to spell herself clean, but it was pretty much out of the question here. She wrinkled her nose at the thought. If she ever found out who did this, she was going to punch them and then run away. Yes, she'd said it wasn't a big deal...and honestly, it wasn't...until she realized that she couldn't do the things she wanted. Particularly to not smell of milk. She almost gagged at the thought, but forced herself to remain composed.
Whatever came of it, Camilla had no real desire to take the blame for it. She was pretty sure that she could just avoid getting caught and claim that people were blaming someone like her just because they didn't want to take the blame for the shit that they did. Maybe she should have been in Slytherin, but she was sorted into Hufflepuff, so that was the end of that argument every time. She wasn't here to play into the Hufflepuff stereotypes and be considered part of 'and the rest go to Hufflepuff. Hahaha.'. As far as most people in the castle outside of Hufflepuff were considered, they were the butt of the joke, something to laugh about. Most people were dumb.
"Oh, that's right. You're important enough for me to hear about you on the regular." There was a slight roll of the eyes as she spoke, aware of the yogurt as he ate it. Trust was a difficult thing. "You let your rabbit put its ass on your mittens? There's going to be so much shit on them by the time you get back. I've seen bunnies. They shit everywhere and fuck like seriously all the time. You're probably lucky that there's not a lot of bunnies hopping around or else the school would be filled with babies resulting from oversexed rabbits." She paused a beat before saying, "Rabbit fucking."
Now that that was past, she was being offered a spoon of yogurt? Talk about gross. "Look. Jack. That's really nice, but I've never kissed a boy in my life and I definitely don't intend to run around swapping spit with one even sans the kissing part." Her nose scrunched up. "Plus, peach is a thousand times better." She was also prepared to duck out of the way in case he decided to be funny and try to flick yogurt at her.