Albus smiled, taking no offence at the sharp tone. "I dare say you're right." He took a final sip of tea, draining the cup and placing it back down with a careful 'clink'. It was all something to think on, at any rate.
"Mysteries aside," he continued. "I'm glad you're here, as selfish as that is." Sitting back, he looked around the room again. It was strange to think that it had belonged to one of Cassandra's descendants. Perhaps that meant she did manage to find a partner to her liking back at home. He rather hoped so.
"Is there anything else to do here?" He asked. "Or perhaps you could join me for a walk in the grounds before the weather turns?"