"Through a different lens," he repeated. He doubted very much that people knew him as well as they wanted to think they did. They certainly had enough to make assumptions, and knowing how little actual facts he allowed people to know about himself, he knew at the least he was more right than wrong. 'Oh no. I'm not talking about him at all," he said with a small chuckle. "I rarely ever do." He said with only a smile. "I'd say it is one difference. One of many. And yes. Not all things should be fixed."
How to plan for Quidditch, or how to run a game or collect players was not his field of expertise. He did think that however Savannah felt about it, people were likely to show up. "You think they didn't plan how to fight or how to survive?" He questioned, interested in her answer. "I think they did, they just chose wrong. But that's heroics, isn't it? That's the role of the hero, to rush in and save the day. At any cost. Very Gryffindor, for sure. More so, very gullible." He said simply. "As for Jamie, he might and might not. Who knows?"
"Of course they want us dead, or many do. We are a lot of trouble, aren't we?" He said in agreement. "I always thought so. For a variety of reasons. So if you a good angle or path to take, what is it?" He questioned. "Give her whatever she wants, all you really need to do is ask. And the rest, well. We can deal with the rest if and when results come in."