Having no knowledge of how true or not those statistics were, Gian just decided to agree, nodding. When Nico said he had to go with his strength because he hadn't been as good at magic as Gian had, Gian laughed. It was nice of Nico to say, especially when they both knew precisely why Gian had stopped playing quidditch. He was very good at magic, though, so that was somewhat fair.
The queue moved then, the bank having decided to open more of the tills, presumably to get rid of the people waiting quicker. "Oh, grand!" Gian exclaimed as the queue seemed to disperse. "Well, nice chatting to you." Mostly anyway, perhaps a touch of awkward. "Probably see you around, yeah? Hopefully not in a queue." With that, Gian waved his goodbye, before proceeding to walk off to one of the newly opened windows.