"Nice to meet you, Noah." May smiled, accepting the handshake with a respectful dip of her head. Looking up at him, she was a bit relieved to find he was not as young or homely like she imagined. She had heard from her colleagues that he worked for the school, but they had been scarce on the details. "My, you are a tall one."
Releasing his hand, she moved to take a seat at the table, setting her small handbag on the corner. While speaking primarily English almost 15 year, there was still a hint of an accent behind words; her subconscious making do with sounds that did not exist in her native tongue. "I hope you did not wait long, I was busy helping my son move out of the dorms."