"Ah," the ridiculous stick-swinging stops, and Yancey points his improvised weapon at Lachlan, grin broad. "Because it seems like I've always been here, yeah?"

That's... not the reason at all, Yancey. But you keep believing that.

Yancey goes right back to pantomiming swashbuckling with his prop, head listing slightly to the side at the next question. "I was in...Slytherin," the answer comes slowly, thoughtfully, but his tone remains light and casual. Yancey knows Slytherin has a reputation, but he's also vaguely aware that there are quite a few former Slytherins here on campus. "You were...?"