Dennis rolled his eyes, "do you have eyes?" It was pretty obvious he didn't come from money. Sure they weren't as poor as some people but his robes were still used, an inch too short and frayed around the edges. And sure he was clean but it's not like he was wearing the newest shoes and not as if his hair was perfectly coiffed or anything.
"Maybe they're paying you because they feel sorry for you because you so obviously have no clue what you're doing," Dennis gave another pointed look to Tristan's camera.
"In some places it's illegal to take pictures of people without their permission. But who knows. Wizards never cared much about privacy..." he was rambling now and snapped his teeth together to stop himself.