"Each trying to figure the other out?" She offered. Now that would be quite the sight. One she might even go out of her way to set up, if only to see how it all played out. Victoria had never personally met the Weasely patriarch from stories she could gather exactly sort of man he was and imagined it was to some extent a wizarding version of her own father, complete with wacky mannerisms and an unyielding curiosity.
It had to be a good sign that he wasn't making up an excuse to leave or just flat out ignoring her. Strange as it was, she had come to expect that sort of reaction from people. "Well, my father uses maths to explain how and why things occur in nature." It was neither the time nor the place to explain exactly what her father's research field was because at times it even took Victoria a moment to wrap her head around it and she grew up around him.