Hearing commotion wasn't unusual when the marauders were around, so it was very much expected to hear Phaeton complain loudly. He could be seen brushing back his hair in frustration as he seemed to take to heart the subject. Like a petulant child about to throw a tantrum, the black-haired wizard kept whining. Their heated debate seemed to go on endlessly, and the group of friends began to ask the people around them, minding their own business, what they thought of it.

Lenoir quickly made its way to someone he deemed would give the answer he wanted to hear. His hands quickly went to the person's shoulders, as if it was a matter of life or death.

"Me or Aemilian?" Phaeton just said, as visibly, all the commotion was caused by whether people would choose him over the taller brunette; giving no more context.