Harfang glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye when she compared him to her sister, smiling a fraction. Surely reminding her of Charis couldn't be a bad thing. "Oh, well, thank you," he said, trying to think of how his mother and father would want him to respond to this daughter of the house of Black. He added a slight nod of thanks after a moment's hesitation, deciding that anything more would be inappropriate. "My interest isn't really in Kenya, that just happens to be where a majority of the documented nundu attacks happened. I'm just interested in magical creatures in general. I hope to be a trainer or breeder." He allowed pride to creep into his voice, and flushed with embarrassment upon doing so; surely the goals that his parents praised him on would seem nothing less than mundane to Callidora.
A quick change of subject was in order. "And er, how was your day, Miss Black?"
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