[It would take a lot more than that to get Neville to stop talking to anyone, let alone the person who singlehandedly kept him from failing five years of Potions.] It's worrisome that you keep saying that, though. You must realize how hexed you sound, talking about how strangely you're behaving and not understanding the motivation for your own actions. This place might be enchanted -- that could be why we were sent here.

[He returns the small smile, though, and fully perks up at the mention of food that doesn't come from filthy Hog's Head plates.] ...It's okay to help myself? [That noise that sounds a bit like a dying walrus? It might be his stomach.]