[Sano watches the practice from the sky, near the auditorium, when the excited voice carrries to him through the clear, chilly January air. He turns around and smiled. He woud recognize the blond mop anywhere, especially after meeting the older brother of said mop the other day. Deciding that he can take a few minutes of break, he turns his broom and flies down to where Kotaro is sitting.]
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You like Quidditch, don't you?
[He grins at the excited, beaming face.]
You'd like to play, wouldn't you?