<strong>Name:</strong>Gustav Raubriter<br/><strong>House/Year: </strong>Slytherin/6th<br/><strong>Bloodtype:</strong>Pure blood<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Corridors<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charlize, Fat Friar, open<hr/><br/>"Correct." Is all he had to say about her recollection of House Atticus' motto.  Their was not much to say about his manner of speech that had not already been said. "In the end, as our Founder said, a friend just weighs you down, and leaves you vulnerable. But, an alliance can get things done when they need to be done." He added, after a moment.<br/><br/>"Hmm. Well, I must say, I am curious about how you'll do that. Given my first encounter with some of my House Mates, I imagine I will be watching my back, as per usual." In response to her saying that she would change things for him.<br/><br/>"I'm sure they can come up with many reasons. The question is, are the reasons well-founded and thought out, or based in hearsay, allegory, and ignorance of the subject?" He would ask, but, it was around this time that the Fat Friar made it a point to appear, which may cut off her ability to respond. Just as well, it was not meant to be a true conversation; more so just something he wanted her to think about.<br/><br/>"Good evening, sir." Gustav said, in his most polite tone, which was, perhaps shockingly, incredibly sincere. "I'm afraid you're mistaken. It's House Slytherin I belong to. Charlize was granting me the boon of refreshing my memory of the layout of the school, since I am transferring in."