"Basically," he repeated and leafed through the little pamphlet without a whole lot of interest at first but when he raised his eyes up to look at the man he couldn't stop his curiosity from getting the best of him, "What sorts of things have you had to save people from? How do you know what magic they've used? What types of magic do you encounter the most.. " his questions gushed out of him before he could stop the slew. He was a damned curious boy, it was a hard thing to keep in check most of the time and when he let it out he often felt embarrassed for asking so many damned things at once.
He looked down at the pamphlet again in an attempt to hide the momentary lapse in his carefully constructed demeanor. Once he felt he had control over his attitude again, Regulus looked back at the representative and extended a thin, girly hand.
"Black," he said casually, "Regulus Arcturus Black, and you are...?"