Yes, that winter. "Sí sí, that winter. But maybe one before you left, chica." But after that she didn't care much for the weather conversation, since she focused on the long table that appeared to be set aside for staff members.

She had only briefly interacted with the Hogwarts Headmistress when the children were romping around the Vipertooth reservation, but she had gotten a very strong impression that the redhead was the type that needed to feel in charge of a situation. So this ought to be good.

For now, she seemed to be ignoring the newcomer. Learned self-restraint, have we? But some other man that had not been on the trip seemed to feel he was important enough to inject himself into the proceedings. "Hola" she responded. Was he worth more words? Probably not.