I decided that he needed to get some sense knocked into his head
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"Not yet," he says, shrugging. "So, three-to-six it is."

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"Too bad. Despite the appearances, Athens has yet to figure that out, but we are doing our best."

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"Let us know what you come up with," Scorpius says with a roll of his eyes. "But I would not call the three of you duplicates." Without taking his eyes from his plate he points at each triplet in sequence—Trevor, Felix, and Fenris—and says, "Shielding affinity of some kind, you have something related to speed, and you were doing some pretty nifty stuff extending the shields and attacks, there. Not duplicate at all."

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"Impressive. I wish I could say that I also noticed your affinity, but it was already known even before school, and I was distracted at the time. My affinity is about prolonging and magic that lasts longer, and Felix is the opposite. Trevor is for fortifying shields and wards."

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"I am at the Goldilocks zone of the principle of Balance. Not too slow, not too fast, just right."

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"Don't think that's how it works," he says lightly, as he finishes up his food. "But what do I know? I'm just muscle."

Says the scrawny fourteen-year-old.

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"Yeaah, why don't you flex for us a bit?" Trevor asks jokingly.

"Trevor!" Aika admonishes.

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"Do you want help with bussing your tray?" Since he has been quiet, he had already finished his meal.

"Maybe Trevor and Patrick can do it," Aika suggests.

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Scorpius does absolutely flex for Trevor, doing some poses to boot. But he is still a scrawny fourteen-year-old.

"It's fine, given the way today is going I'm sure something will jump at us from the conveyor," he tells Felix. "I'll take point."

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Felix nods. The junior bell rings and Ioannis gently nudges Aika to get up.

"I don't mind helping out," Patrick says, taking the trays the enclavers left.

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...right, minions and maintenance-track kids, those. Well, Scorpius will help, too, but he'll keep one hand free so he can deal with—ah, yes, there it is, some ooze pretending to be pudding in one of the trays another kid left there, he gestures and says something in Latin and it melts with a disgusting noise.

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Patrick was more taken by surprise by how fast Scorpius melted it than by the thing's presence itself; possibly he even had spotted it.

"Thank you, sir." The smile is convincing, at least.

"Uh," Felix starts saying as Patrick puts the trays away. Clearly, Felix feels that the 'sir' didn't have any business sounding that unironic.

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"I am sorry," Felix whispers.

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Scorpius looks genuinely surprised. "Whatever for?"

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"I didn't get any help. From any seniors. Or anyone but Trevor."

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"'S not your fault," he says, shrugging. "I knew it was a long shot, here."

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"I also knew it was a long shot, but I panicked and didn't think what else to do? Or even how to improve my odds of succeeding. I didn't even try to bribe anyone into coming."

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"...I mean I didn't either. Not sure they'd take it, anyway, people being altruistic is suspicious."

    And here's a girl, walking up to them apparently coming from a small contingent of New York enclavers. "Scorpius, what happened?" Then she remembers her manners and turns to the others: "Sorry, I'm, um, Chloe Rasmussen. From New York."

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Felix wants to reply, but the appereance of New Yorkers pauses whatever complicated thing he was going to say and leaves him mouth open like a moron.

Patrick had turned around by then and even if he wasn't good at taking opportunities while Scorpius Lake was at the table, he managed to smooth the pause by speaking.

"This is Felix Vasilis, grandson of the Athens' Dominar. I'm Patrick," the last part added while he takes a step back, making it clear that he is just a minion that knows his place and no one needs to acknowledge him further.

"Yes, uh, nice to meet you," Felix adds automatically.

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"Anyway, the rumors are probably accurate there. Thirty kids, big mals, the works."

    "Do you wanna be more informative? People are saying you fought a grogler plus anywhere between one and twenty harrers!"

"Oh is that what they're called?"

    "Lake," she whines.

"Look, Chloe, I'm fine, the kids are fine—most of them—now they'll know to not go out in groups of thirty anymore, it's fine."

    "Just—be careful, okay, we can't—can't lose you because you stretched yourself too thin and—"

"I was never in any danger," he grumbles.

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"You really shouldn't..." 

Felix doesn't know how to complete that sentence because all the obvious options are things that everyone drilled into him as things that are not done at the Scholomance.

"She is right about you being careful."

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He shrugs and shoves his hands into his pockets. "Anyway we should go to class."

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"Alright, uh... yes, alright. I will get back to my brothers.  Thank you for saving our lives, I should've said that sooner. And it was nice meeting you, Rasmussen."

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    "Likewise," she says, giving them a wave.

Scorpius waves, too, but Chloe almost bodily drags Scorpius over to the enclave table to try to stuff some more food into him.

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Patrick nods his head like he is trying really hard to find the balance between not ignoring any attention sent his general direction while not assuming he is getting any undeserved attention.

At any rate, the two return to the Athenians' table.

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