OH ho! Another student! And it was little David Truebridge! Paul waved cheerfully and nodded. "I am--it's riveting enough without making me anxious." Like...Quidditch, which just gave his heart such anxiety. He couldn't handle it. Too dangerous, too FAST--too MEAN, eh?

He smiled in a friendly way at another student, [Ava] and was glad to see students supporting each other. So nice, such an air of positivity it all had. It looked like--oh GOSH--the game was getting so CLOSE--they were tied! Paul cheered a lot everyone someone got a point--he couldn't seem like a professor who showed favoritism! Adi--it looked like the boy had knack for gobstones, it seemed. He was good. He just took a shot...

"COOKIES?!" he hopped up, eyeing those suckers like they were the only food he'd seen in like, ten years. "I would love one, thank you, dear--" he leaned over to grab one before sitting back down, smiling at Cassie as she made her way in--"You are looking very nice today, Cassie." He commented, his eye twinkling. Well dressed people were more of Milton's thing, but Paul could still appreciate it.