Adele was not really here to look for a career, at least not one that would stress her mental and physical health and take its toll on her lifespan. But if there was somewhere she could volunteer a few days a week, or something like that - well, it would be a unique experience, one she'd never managed to have before. She was partially inspired by Remus's job in the library; a simple job like that probably wouldn't hurt her health too much, but it had somehow never occurred to her before. Likely her parents' fault, since they'd never expected their daughter to work, especially their frail and sickly daughter. All of those expectations had fallen on Sebastian's shoulders.
She found herself drawn to the St. Mungo's booth, even though she really did not need to be in the hospital any more than she was already. Perhaps she could help people like herself, though - were there counselors for people who were watching their loved ones go through illness and all of the attempts to make them well again? Adele thought she'd probably be good at that, and if there was a training for it, it might help her in her own life, too. Making it easier for her loved ones to stand at her bedside when she was ill, hopefully.
Rifling briefly through the pamphlets, she got the impression that most of them were for healers. "Excuse me," she said, turning her bright smile on one of the tall men behind the booth. "Does St. Mungo's offer any internships for counselors? Or - I'm not really sure what you'd call them, truthfully." If anyone she knew had ever been to see one, they hadn't told her about it.