“Then what’s going on?” He asked as he looked around, an expression of confusion now after he felt relief flood through him after finding out that things are right. That the holidays were back in place as they should be. That meant maybe he’d gotten things right and he’d in the future then came back to set it right. . . He’d have to map it all out and get to work as soon as possible. Things needed to be done and he needed a place to stay while he worked out his theories. He needed a lap or simply a room.
“You have? Excellent! Then you know I have to get back as soon as possible to make sure that Halloween continues on like it should be. I’m starting to formulate my own theories, but I’m sure I can find a way back,” he said with resolve. It was almost like someone had flipped on a switch. “Since you’re a witch you might be able to help me with it Ms. Halliwell,” he said brightly with a smile. “I just need a place and equipment. . .” He hummed, thinking like there had been nothing wrong in the first place. Looking back at her after frowning and tapping his chin in thought, he blinked as if he’d forgotten she was there. “You wouldn’t happen to know of any abandoned houses, preferably haunted, would you?” He asked again with that smile. It was almost child like, if he hadn’t been nearly a thousand years old that it.