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Terry had never taken much interest in his appearance, even during his schooling days. The beard had come after graduation from pure laziness and it had stuck. He never let it get quite this unkempt however until he was without access to basic grooming equipment. “It depends on the person. Thankfully mine isn’t too quick growing or else it would be down here.” He indicated to the middle of his chest. The Dumbledore look wouldn’t suit him, he didn’t think. “Thank you” he chuckled accepting the compliment. It was a look that would be sticking for a while until he settled again.
Ece was doing nothing to quell his desire to talk about his passions. He appreciated her interest, even if it wasn’t genuine and it showed in the way that his face lit up as he spoke of his beloved creatures. “Most animals are constantly in survival mode and don’t have the time or resources to deal with emotions” he chuckled. Which was fair enough especially if situated somewhere at the bottom of the food chain. “That’s not to say that they aren’t capable of emotions. Take for example a herd of elephants. If a youngster were to fall into a hole or get stuck in mud, elephants will abandon their cause to rescue the baby even if it means endangering themselves.” There were so many other examples but as they were already talking of African animals it felt the most appropriate. “The same could be said of magical creatures, in fact they’re arguably even more aware of emotions than their muggle counterparts.” He wasn’t an expert in the psyche of creatures but it was a subject he would be interested in studying further.
Terry was at heart a people person, even if he thought that humanity could do a better job of preserving its environment. The people often made his travels even better. “Absolutely! Everyone has a story to tell.” And considering being out in the savannah could be a little lonely at times, he always had the time to listen.
Which was why he had changed the subject over to Ece and her time as a Diagon Alley Proprietor. “I bet there’s an equal number of interesting people here, it IS one of the best shopping streets in the magical community.” He’d visited quite a few but nothing quite compared to stepping foot on the cobbled streets for the first time. He understood that the dish might not have sounded like the best but its taste was surprising and it worked. “Trust me” he winked. For an ex-Slytherin, he was a terrible liar anyway.
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