Night, Ravenclaw Tower, Silas's dormitory
Silas had just finished a round of meditation and was sitting on his bed, leafing through an esoteric book about the connection between Ancient Runes and Space magic. His dormitory was spacious and tidy, but it did seem rather empty—though the room could originally fit five four-poster beds, with only him living there, the spaces for the other four beds stood vacant, occupied only by a few bookshelves, worktables, and his personal belongings.
Suddenly, the dormitory door was gently pushed open a crack, and a head poked inside—it was Eddie Camilleche. He held a bulging backpack in his arms, wearing a cautious, ingratiating smile.
"Silas... you're not asleep yet?" Eddie asked quietly.
Silas put down his book and looked at him in surprise. "Eddie? What are you doing in my dormitory this late?"
With a chuckle, Eddie walked in carrying his backpack and shut the door behind him. He looked around the room, which was both familiar and unfamiliar to him—he had come by a few times before, but only briefly—then walked over to an empty bed and began pulling things from his bag: pajamas, several books, and his treasured jar of candy.
Watching him, Silas furrowed his brow. "Hey, what are you doing?"
As Eddie arranged his things, he turned around and explained in a tone that seemed to say, Aren't I clever? "Oh, it's like this! I don't get along too well with the guys in my old dormitory. They're sarcastic and snide all day, and I don't feel comfortable staying there. So I thought..."
He paused, a self-satisfied "thoughtful" smile appearing on his face as he leaned close to Silas. "Silas, you live alone in such a huge dormitory. You must be so lonely! You don't even have anyone to talk to!