Sebastian did his best to hide the faint disappointment in her catching sight of her friend and heading off; it was the whole point of being there, Rose interacting with that girl. He had not asked many questions about it, but something told him she wouldn’t be appeased until some sort of talk was had with the said Yumi. It didn’t take too very long for Bash to catch sight of a blonde who appeared the sort of girl he would try his hand with, but a few glances at Rose told him that things would go as the usually tended to.
The more the girls talked, the more tempted he was to head over and interrupt. The hostess was clearly not the most friendly person, and seemed to have something against Sebastian’s friend. That was something he wasn’t sure how to tolerate. The sheer protectiveness he felt for Rose surprised him sometimes, but then he thought back to everything they had been through and decided it wasn’t so very strange after all. Since they first met, and decided to try out some semblance of dating, he had been careful with her. He couldn’t quite say why, considering his past experiences with dates, but Rose was always the exception to the rule.
When Rose returned, his face fell, jaw clenching. “Rose,” he attempted, only to be cut off by her words. Nodding, Sebastian knew that they needed to get out of Yumi’s home before Rose would be willing to talk. “Okay. C’mon, love.”
Leading her outside, Sebastian tried to think of a decently distracting plan to send away her thoughts about the girl they had just left. His mental plotting was sent away, though, when she spoke. “No,” he replied immediately.
He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before continuing. “Slytherin or not, I can admit that Gryffindor has some good traits in them. That’s not to say that there aren’t a lot of bad ones for them, though. If you were ever sorted into Gryffindor, it would definitely be for the good ones, though, Rose. I’m sure of that. But besides, whatever she said to make you question that, it was probably just a way to get under your skin. The sorting hat always knows where people belong.”
He chose not to comment on the fact that the hat in question had placed him in Slytherin; it would only confirm the fact that he was fully aware of his faults. Sebastian never claimed to lack faults, but he certainly hated owning up to them, too.