"It does seem to be the norm, that hosts worry about their guests," he mused, remembering a time long ago when his mother would always fret about the dinner parties she would throw. But that was another time and Orion pushed the sobering thoughts to the back of his mind.
"I'm becoming accustomed to the village and its unique aspects. I will not lie, its been quite an experience so far. Going from thinking I am on my way to Hogwarts to arriving here, and finding out about all the relatives I have. Not to mention the sons I apparently have when I am older." He raised his eyebrows as if conveying how overwhelmed he had felt recently and took another sip of his drink, part of him wishing he was old enough for a glass of wine.