"Nice to meet you. What do you mean mostly?" Unsure if she meant she was an old student returning or if she'd been there longer than he even realized - which, if that was the case, Leon would be extremely disappointed in himself - Leon pulled his canvas satchel off the bench and made room for her to sit if she so desired. He hung the strapp on the side, ensuring it didn't touch the ground.
"Sorry about the light," he added, looking at hte crystal. "It's just..." just what? Leon hadn't prepared any kind of story or alternative reason as to why he had the quartz with him, having not anticipated anyone approaching him. The students of St. Margaret's usually gave the Priest a wide berth. Voodoo was a mystery even within the magic community.
"It's just a ward." He finished instead of explaining.