The boy's head tilted to one side, his expression quizzical. "What? No, I told you, this is my first year. We don't get out Journeyman's robes until we gra...u... wait. You're... not here to learn magic, are you?" His eyes moved over her again, his eyebrows drawing together in a frown. He took a step backwards, his expression turning distrustful and his eyes darting to the dinning hall doors, checking no one was waiting in the shadows. His voice held too much Welsh accent for him to sound cold at all, but he did sound undeniably affronted. "You could of had the common decency to say that you're here as a squire! I saw you come out with those two squires, but I thought you were just following them to see what the to-do was about."<br/><br/>His jaw clenched uneasily and he took another step back towards the servant's corridor.