"Quite, he didn't say much. Mainly just looked around while we walked here, it seemed like he was trying to memorise the route. Honestly, I don't think he relaxed at all until he started chatting to the Weasley kid." Daniel had always possessed a talent for reading people. Noticing the subtle changes in behaviour and their meanings. It was a skill his Uncle had been eager to cultivate when Daniel was younger and while back then those boring lessons on human facial expressions and what they mean has been a chore Daniel could not help but be thankful for the edge they gave him at Hogwarts. Easier to make friends when you can read their faces like an open book. Part of the reason he found the young third year sitting with them so strange is he could never get a read on her.