Liam was shallow in conversation with everyone as the newest arrival started to walk towards the head of the room, Tænar Tygath was someone he knew considering their age was pretty close. She moved along the Ravenclaw table before stopping nearby, her expression tinged with some hesitation that caught Liam’s attention. When she asked to join them, her voice soft and almost hesitant, Liam’s smile softened, turning more welcoming. He glanced at Miles, who quickly offered her a seat, and then back at Tænar. 

“Of course Tænar,” Miles said warmly, as she introduced herself. 

[color=fff200]“Tænar! Figures at least a few Ravenclaws should bring up the reputation of the school!”[/color] Liam said with a smile as he gave a friendly nod and hand wave to the newest edition. 

From his memories Tænar was one of several book dragons that Ravenclaw had in spades. They had the casual bump in when their social circles met more often than not due to one having a friend dating another, but beyond that there was a friendly cordial relationship while at school. 

Alvis, ever the social one, nodded in agreement, adding his own welcoming words, while Miles, though slightly more reserved, made sure she felt included. As they all settled into the conversation, Liam found himself appreciating the diversity a the table. It reminded him of how he felt when he first arrived at the school as a kid and learning so much from even a single conversation. 

It wasn’t long before another figure approached. Liam caught sight of Antonio before he smelled him—the pungent scent of cigarettes announcing his arrival even before his vibrant, if somewhat disheveled, appearance did. Liam couldn’t help but notice the contrast Antonio brought to the scene, his 1970s-inspired outfit making him stand out even more. 

Antonio’s casual greeting, followed by a sip from his flask, elicited a mix of reactions. Liam’s smile remained, but there was a slight tightening at the corners as he adjusted to the stronger scent in the air. When Kennedy, clearly perturbed, gently admonished Antonio for smoking indoors, Liam stayed silent, though his agreement was evident in his polite, yet distant, smile.

Liam’s focus returned to the conversation, though he couldn’t help but notice how the dynamics of the group had shifted with each new arrival. Despite the differences, Liam felt a growing sense of camaraderie, a shared understanding that they were all here for a reason, even if that reason was still unfolding. It was the beginning of something new, and Liam was ready to embrace it, the smile on his face a reflection of his optimism for the year ahead.

As he looked over the table he saw the food start to appear in an instant. Seems the elves were not going to wait for all of them to finish their introductions and conversation while lunch got cold. Sitting down and starting to pour glasses of orange juice to all the cups around him he then took one of the nice chicken drumettes and started to eat.

[color=fff200]"They got me at Muggle Studies, but I've ended up being double booked and they have me overseeing History of Magic as well. Should make for some interesting first day for the students to no longer have a ghost as a teacher..."[/color] He mused while the others continued to talk introductions and professor placements.