Oh, please. He was a hyperactive fool who seemed entirely too fond of everyone and everything and he did not at all remind Arthur of some kind of bizarre blend of Lancelot and Merlin on too much sugar.

Not that he'd go into that. "Next week, then," he said, idly. That closed the subject off nicely.

He tilted his head slightly at Leto, wondering whether or not he felt up to small talk about the dorms or not.