At Izzy's last few words, Trevor's head cocked curiously. He still smiled, though. That small, conservative, almost secretive smile. "Well, you stopped today. And now we know each other. I suppose that makes us acquaintances." At that his smile deepened into a genuine grin that went all the way up to his eyes. Izzy noticed that his face made a kind of funny shape when he smiled like that, sort of like a dog or a fox.

"Now then, as [i]acquaintances[/i]," he said, as his smile died down and his posture stiffened, "Would you mind keeping me company walking back to the school? Just a short trip, a small favor. Walking back alone is one thing; alone and soaking wet is too sad for words. Even I have [i]some[/i] pride."