Originally Posted by Louise Hamilton

Louise found herself lost in his words and it took a moment to regain her center of balance. So he was a Hogwarts native and a part of her wondered how many of Hogwarts Professors attended this school? She knew that Hawthorne didn't, the woman having taught at Ilvermorny in her first five years. But then the other part of her, didn't really care where Hogwarts Professor and Staff received their education; they weren't her professors and after a few months, most of them would be gone from her path. And yet, standing here, in Kalen's haven, made her realize she didn't want him to be gone from her life.

"Nothing like home," Louise said quietly, thinking that while she enjoyed her seven six years at Ilvermorny, she was ready to move on. Maybe in few years she might regret it, but the real world was calling.

Ah, he was being rather kind again, but niece? That made her wonder again how old he was, and yet, there were people who were teenagers who became aunts and uncles. So really, having a niece who was old enough to attend Hogwarts had no bearing on how old he was, right? She didn't know much about the Hogwarts Houses, which made her regret not trying on the sorting hat as some of her counterparts had done, but she did know Ravenclaws tended to be witty much like the Horned Serpents that Kyle and Aurora were. "How old is your niece?" Because if she was eleven or twelve, maybe that explained the trouble? And yet, she was pretty sure she knew twelve year olds who could have figured the riddles out faster than herself, so ... maybe not.

Tucking her dark hair behind her ears, she followed his gaze to the library shelves before back to him and nodded. "MM, yes, riddles and linguistics. Both would probably be good." Merlin, he was cute.