Clearing his throat and nodding in return, Harfang initially began to follow slightly after Callidora, but taking the hint through pace and body language, he sped up somewhat to match her pace.
He was slightly surprised by her question - he was under the impression that Callidora Black couldn't have cared less how he was that day, or any other day. "Oh! Well, quite good actually, I've been researching a bit for care of magical creatures and it's turning out to be quite interesting, I've been reading first-hand accounts of nundu attacks on Maasai villages in Kenya, it's really impressive how the local wizarding communties band together to--" He trailed off, realizing that perhaps the Head Girl wasn't as interested in care of magical creatures as he was. He gave her an awkward, apologetic glance, then stared at his shoes for a while.
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