It was weird, seeing him again. Seeing him so young, seeing him the way he was in school. "Hullo," she replied as she stood up, an awkward little smile on her lips.
"How are you doing?" She asked as she shifted her weight slightly from one foot to the other. "Besides the obvious, I mean," she added. Obviously no one was going to be 100% when they were displaced so far from their own lives and time, and while she was further along in the timeline, she didn't for a moment imagine this was any less distressing for him.
Then again, if he was from the middle of the war, maybe this was a nice breather. Not for her though. Her thoughts were still consumed by her children and Harry, and she wondered what was going on at home.