Pffffft. Paul rolled his eyes and snorted. "Don't get me started on that...he takes on a lot and then, yes, has to deal with it all." But Milton liked to stay busy, so...as long as the man was happy, Paul was happy.

The Herbologist didn't want to be mean about the hag..but he sighed. "She does smell...quite a bit." Sigh. He felt bad for admitting it. "But some...people just smell naturally and...yeah. I actually am a little afraid to let the children have class with her...she seems harmless so far but..." he shivered. His mind was roaming...but should one of the professors..y'know, attend the Divination lesson with the students? Just to be SAFE? Paul would volunteer if he had to..

Hmmmph.

He was quiet for a long time, lost in own thoughts, before he remembered he was visiting someone.

Right.

"Ah--sorry--" he blinked and shook his head. "I..got lost in my head," he said with a smile. "I should get going, James." He stood up rather suddenly, his mind not in a good place right now despite the smile on his face. The safety of the students had his chest tightening, and his worry spiking up.