Nikolas looked down at the spot Sam had just clear and gave a small grin. "Thanks."
He leaned his back up against the tree and let it support his weight as he slid down into a seated position. The bark scraping against his back verged on uncomfortable, but it brought him out of his class-induced stupor. Placing his own bag near Sam's, he fiddled with the clasp for a bit before conceding that he'd been the one to approach her, so he ought to start the conversation.
It was tempting to ask about what had happened to her the other week - by now most students knew that she had been Crucioed for insubordination in class. But Nikolas knew that if it had been him, the last thing he'd want to do is talk about it, even if the other person meant well.
"So," he began, feeling awkward and tired. His practicing the past weekend had hurt, as he had come to expect - but he noticed that it was less painful than usual, and lingered for less time. That had to be good, right? "Nice day to be out here."