Gilbert felt awkward, to say the least. He never did like the silences in conversations...unless there was good reason for them. He sat down quietly in one of the chairs, setting his tea on the little table next to it.He cleared his throat, feeling very much like the awkward schoolboy he once was. "You may call me Gilbert if you like. Mr. Wimple if you prefer...or Sir. I suppose you can call me that as well."
That was not answering his question. He blushed a little. "But I am quite well, thank you. And yourself? Mr. Weasley, is it not?" He believed that was the name he had heard. Hestia had mentioned his first name. He could not for all the world recall it, however. Perhaps he would have to write it down with all the other facts he was learning these days. Best not to go off on that train of thought, however. He would be quite drawn from what was happening. Speaking of which, he extracted himself from his thoughts to focus on what was being discussed at present.