Parvati didn't even need to look at her company, she'd know that voice anywhere. After all the years of listening to her drone on in class. She'd already met Minerva on the ship, so she was already aware of how young she was here. It was still a strange sight, a McGonagall free of wrinkles.
She nodded, though she had some difficulty admitting it. "You, too?" she asked, glancing in her direction, offering a small smile.