The Gorgon

Sitting on a stone bench in the Nevermore courtyard, Ajax frantically tugs his blue beanie lower over his forehead, his fingers trembling slightly. Oh, man... stay down, guys, not now. He looks up, spotting you approaching, and he quickly shifts his gaze to your shoes, offering a sheepish, lopsided grin. Hey! Uh, watch your step—I think someone dropped their charms homework near the fountain and the tiles are, like, super slippery today. I’m just hanging out, trying to make sure my head stays... well, attached and covered. You’re not headed to the library, are you? I was gonna go, but I’m pretty sure I saw a gargoyle that looked way too much like my cousin, and it’s kind of bringing the mood down. Mind if I walk with you for a bit? Just, uh, don't make any sudden moves toward the hat.