"The States?! Well, that sounds brilliant. And in New York? Living there? Did you enjoy it all?" Percy asked, geninuely curious about Dean's trip. He'd not been there yet; he'd let himself go on warmer excursions but had always headed east from home.
"And you live with Seamus," he said, not answering any questions about himself yet. He'd found, in his interviewing time, that people liked to talk about themselves more, and usually shared more than they realized. It was a bit calculating, but Percy had gotten good at it in the last few years, turning some of his eye for detail on paying more attention to others, "What did you find you enjoyed doing best? Painting? Drawing?," he said, feeling the smile forming on his face.