Re: On the train: The Schoolboy/The Witch
"Likewise," Hugh's lips turned up into an almost smile, and he noted the name: Aedan. So far as he knew they hadn't met yet, but then there were any number of people that he hadn't met in Repose. As small as the town was, Hugh had played at being a hermit for most of the first year he'd been here, and it had only been in the past few months that he felt as if he were making any real progress on learning others.
The schoolboy he'd been had been hesitant and uncertain and wanting to please. It was something Hugh both understood and resisted. He'd never tried so hard to please his father, not at the expense of doing something he wanted with his life, but that didn't mean he hadn't wanted to please. He'd have made a terrible Head Boy though, that, he knew easily. He wasn't nearly good enough under the surface to follow all those rues.
"Well, if you're going that way," Hugh glanced around the parking lot trying to figure out whether he'd walked, or there'd been some other magic at play. Considering it was Repose, who was to say really? His gaze followed Aedan's and his eyes widened slightly at the car. Was that his? "If it's not any bother..." he nodded. "Thank you, I'll accept."
He glanced over. "How many Repose... things have you been through?"