Re: On the train: The Schoolboy/The Witch
"Good," was his answer. It was trying enough to come to the realization of what had happened during the nights of the town's party's, and harder still when it was the first time. Though the lack of panic was certainly indicative of the truth.
"No, not mine either," he said with a wry smile. His firsts had all been spent long ago, including ones brought about by whatever magic existed in town. The only favor the two seemed to grant was that the magic was over at dawn, and this one a few minutes before, giving him time enough to find his vehicle and return home without the sun breaking over thee horizon. And perhaps enough time to return the -- Hugh to his abode.
"Aedan," he replied evenly. "A pleasure to meet your acquaintance." Such as it was, and with his hands free he took a step back to return to a more acceptable proximity. He was not a young witch nor Hugh a young schoolboy, but he missed that faint hum of her magic. Even when he'd been human, any magic he felt had been external, not internal, and now he knew how his mother and aunts felt.
"As do I." That was less troublesome as he measured his pace to begin exiting the car. "And it's no bother." He was not in the habit of offering an invitation to simply be polite as many were. Perhaps that as rude in and of itself, but he was not known for his manners if he was known at all. Exiting the car, he reached into his pockets and pulled a pair of leather gloves free. "But I won't insist if you wish to take in the air." A glance to the parking lot confirmed that his Black Spider was there, the windows tinted so dark it was nearly impossible to see inside.