"My parents split when I was young and she married a muggle. I'd probably still be on that side if she'd not encouraged me back to magic." Dempster curled his fingers around the railing, leaning against it.
"I've lived in the City all my life. On both sides of the river." He smiled, wondering what it was that drew him to her. Just as he'd been curious about Orla in the journals, it was more so in person. "I'd like that, if that's an invitation. Show me how you see Dover." In the back of his mind, he wondered if this was the start of something.