Re: Bastian, Isaac
"Bastards," he scoffed, a grin on his lips. Idly grabbing a crumbled piece of paper, he smoothed it out and then began to fold it into the world's most laughable looking airplane.
He glanced down at it and frowned before returning his gaze to Isaac. "I need to make friends who aren't prefects because this is how I'm going to have to entertain myself while you're off being well behaved and whatnot."