It didn’t take an empath to figure out what she was probably feeling, so when Ollie didn’t respond again on her father, he took that as the meaning that it was time to let the subject drop. Which was exactly what he did. He just also secretly hoped she would hear from her old man soon. Even more hopeful the next letter would include the apology she clearly deserved.

“So she was a great person then? Did you guys live close to her?” He loved his Halmeoni as well, but Korea was quite a trip away so it was rare they would get to go and stay with her. At least the younger ones anyways. He was hoping to ask to this summer, some quality time with his distant relatives. And totally not to run away from home and the situations he did not want to deal with there. He watched as she bent down to pick up the cat, not noting the forming tears in her eyes.

“My mom’s job is really interesting. It can be similar to what Healer Poppy does,” or tries to do, “but I think mum’s better at it. She sent me a bunch of books too since I’m pretty interested in the subject.” Although, that came from the selfish desire to also try to work through his own emotional inadequacies as he didn’t trust talking to anyone about it. “I’m not sure if I’d want to do it as career either.” Though he would consider it. The question brought a small smile to his lips as he shook his head, “No, he hasn’t met the royals. He’s met some pretty important officials from other countries though?” And he seemed to like his job well enough too.

The question on his parentage was a sensitive one, and while he tried desperately to not overreact as it was probably asked harmlessly, the previous smile dropped from his face. “No.” He didn’t elaborate past that. It’s not that he was ashamed of his muggle born status, but rather he was cautious of people’s reactions

Ollie was glad the conversation shifted to her grandmother. She was such a wonderful lady and could easily bring a smile to anyone's face. If only she had been here to send Ollie off to school, maybe her whole time here at Hogwarts could've been different. "She lived a few blocks away, too far to walk by myself though. I stayed with her most of the time over the summer so my dad didn't have to travel to the university to get all his work done." Summer was probably her favorite season. That's where she learned to quilt with her grandmother and she had so many memories of them laughing together, it brought a smile to her face and the tears had vanished completely.

She was curious to hear more about his mother's job since he was interested in it. "What's your mother's name?" Maybe Ollie had heard if her if she was a big time doctor lady. Though, she thought about it a bit more and she hadn't heard of any Nams before coming to Hogwarts. Of course his father hadn't met the Royals, she knew it was silly when she asked, but it was fun to imagine her meeting them through her new school friends. She thought she could get on well with the queen.

She noticed Evan's smile drop as he answered her previous question, and figured he thought she was one of the "have to be pure-blood" Slytherins. "That's okay!" she gave him a reassuring smile, "I don't really care about blood and all that, I'm not one of those Slytherin's... I mean my mom's a muggle." She chuckled doing her best to come off as easy-breezy as possible. She didn't want to ruin a new friendship right after she just made it!

That close? He was momentarily jealous, because how nice would that have been to be so close to extended family too? “It’s too bad you couldn’t walk by yourself, but at least it was really close your dad could take you. And you could stay with her.” Yet also still be able to see her father, he assumed, since it would have been a quick stop in on his way home. While… if he had come back since she’d been there in the first place to help with his commute. He was glad to see a smile back on her face.

“Mi-kyong Nam. We used to live in the States and she did a co-study thing with a Professor at one of the universities in California. I haven’t gotten to read the research yet though so I’m not super familiar with what their subject matter was.” He’d like to read it eventually though. But he wanted to know more of the basics first so that he understood entirely before he tried. Which was why he was doing a lot of self study. “I have a lot of extra psychology books if you’re ever interested in one. It’s been interesting comparing Divination and dreams to Psychological theories.” He had no question of how he ended up being in Ravenclaw, it was pretty obvious.

It really was nothing against her house personally, after all he did have a muggleborn sister in Slytherin as well, but he was unsure how much first year’s knew of the previous term and what had been going on with the Neo-Alliance, and he had no interest in being the one to tell any of them. He did feel some of the tension leave his body when she mentioned she didn’t care about blood status. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to imply.” He hadn’t meant to. But previous experiences made it so he automatically did to everyone new. “Both of my parents are muggles. I didn’t know anything about magic until a few years ago when I got my letter.” Because his older brother had never told him anything either.

Well, Ollie could've walked by herself. She lived in a pretty nice area with plenty of nice, older neighbors who would've looked out for her. The thing was that Ollie's dad was waaayyyy over protective. He really wouldn't allow her to do much on her own. "Yes, it was nice. My dad sold her house though." This did really upset Ollie. She had spent do much of her time there that it felt like home to her, and to see other people living where her grandmother had once lived... hurt.

Divination was Ollies favorite class, but she did enjoy some of the lessons. Maybe she would read on of Evan's books and get more interested in it! She did have some crazy dreams so maybe reading about physiological stuff would help her understand... then again she could always talk to the divination professor. "Yeah, I don't like when I don't understand stuff, if that makes sense." It was embarrassing to be in class covering a topic she knew nothing about! "I'd love to borrow any books you'd like to lend!"

This excited Ollie! She wasn't the only one who didn't know about witches and wizards! "Me either!" She said excitedly, her handing flying to her chest. "I didn't know I was a wizard until this time last year. My dad gifted me his broom for Christmas, and thats how I found out." Oh the broom. It must hate Ollie because she couldn't ever stay on during flying lessons.

Overprotectiveness was not something that he could really relate to. Sure, they did have the occasional security detail but it was not usually for every day type of occurrences and more like really BIG public events. Other wise… his parents seemed pretty trusting. Maybe it was previously the magic thing for Noah, despite not being able to use it, or maybe it was just that there was strength in numbers. Benefits of a lot of kids. “That had to have been difficult.” He knew how he felt moving out of his childhood home and away from memories, so he could only imagine selling the tangible place for her memories with her grandmother would have been hard.

Divination seemed a bit odd to Evan, to be honest. But he did like trying to tie in the concepts with muggle applications and similarities. Which was what started his new spiral into Freud and Jung. Weird concepts there too and he wasn’t entirely sure he agreed either, BUT it was interesting subject matter none the less. “It makes total sense.” He actually gave a small chuckle at that, “I’m very similar in that regard.” He HATED not being able to understand something and usually spent a lot of his spare time rectifying that. “I’m happy to lend any of them! I have a lot on psychology right now but I’m also big on astronomy so I have a lot of books on that subject too.” Those were usually the ones Lisa stole, but he was pretty sure he had gathered them all back.

He was.. Surprised she hadn’t known either, but it was nice for talking to another person who had been thrown into this world blind. Especially when there had been no reason for her to not know, much like him. “Aren’t family members silly? I still get a little upset remembering Noah didn’t tell me about this part of his life for years.” He’d been in his fifth year before Evan had received his letter! “How are you at flying?” He had such difficulty getting control of his own broom he didn’t notice who suffered with the same issues.