Riley smiled and nodded. He had to admit that it was somewhat true, you were never too old to go home and it was exactly what his father was teaching him (and Ryan) to do by visiting his side of the family in Ireland. "I understand that point of view." Riley said, making a mental note to Apparate over to his grandmother's before winter. He was close to outgrow that cabled jumper she had made him the year before. That and mittens..
I hope so too.. what if I'm wrong? He preferred not to think about the implications of his thoughts just now and turned his attention to Brigid. Tucking a lock of her dark hair behind her ear, he gave her what (he hoped) was a charming smile. "Want to come over to see the flat?" He asked, hoping she wouldn't think he was too forward.