"They don't really have anything I like here."

Sadde raises an eyebrow. "You just said you were thinking about not eating, in the train, before you knew what they had, for one. And for two, they have literally everything here."

Nyle looks like he almost wants to comment on this before he remembers Sadde doesn't exist.

"Maybe I'm a Seer, you don't know."

He takes a pumpkin pasty.

"If I want to complain about the food, where do I go?" 

"...the kitchens, probably?"

"Thanks! I guess I'll look for the kitchens later." 

Well Sadde has no compunctions about food, so: food!

"Hello, Nyle?"

One of their fellow first years leaves his seat to approach Nyle.

"I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Jackson Burke."

"Burke, good family. Nice to meet you."

"Does family matter that much?"

"It's important. Says who you are, before you're someone."

"I don't think my family is that important. We're not the Burkes." 

"No one really cares which family you're from if they're wizards."

"Approximately right."

"That's silly. Muggleborns aren't any less good at magic or powerful; I mean, have you seen Hermione Granger? Also we went to the Moon and you-all didn't, so."

"What?" he asks in spite of himself.

"How can you go to the moon?"

"Muggles have flying machines, like trains, that can carry people through the sky."

"Yeah and the best ones can breach the atmosphere and go to the Moooooon!"

"I'm sure wizards could go to the moon, but we have more important things to worry about." 

"Like?"

"Well, what about arithmancy? Muggles can't be more advanced than us there." 

"Erm. I haven't really looked it up but what I did look at seemed like pretty basic maths?"

"Arthmancy is advanced stuff. Obviously you didn't understand what you were reading." 

"I understood all the things I read, though. I know calculus," he says proudly. "It's way more difficult than that."