Originally Posted by Becky

"It does?" Charles didn't know that! "We should have a national day of learning for people to start discovering other cultures." Yeah, it would be fun, medically helpful and people would learn stuff! When Ryden reminisced, Charles nodded. "We do adjust to make our lives easier by learning new things." He could understand Ryden learning and changing because the Japanese were an amazing people. "Language? Oh, Punjabi has been my language this time." He nodded. "I always try to learn a new language every year."

Wait, HOW long? "That's amazing!" he exclaimed, looking surprised. "I'm so pleased for you. Congratulations!" Yeah! "Myself?" Charles pulled a face. People rarely asked about him. "I live alone, have no family and no-one to distract me in my personal life." Yeah... He was still pining after someone he couldn't have. He'd now accepted that he was destined to be alone. "My last... romantic attachment was in Sweden. Unfortunately, she didn't feel the same way and married somebody else."

That darn Peeves was so unbelievable! "I can't understand how anyone would willingly spend time with him! Is she a ghost too?" At least he could sort of understand that... maybe the person had been dead so long that they'd gone crazy. It could happen. He just gave the man a look of 'what?' when he spoke about Mifii. What on earth was he going on about?

"Oh, they must be. She's not a person to be trifled with." Charles had been on her bad side once. And ONLY once. "I know he'll be okay with it, if he struggles, I'm sure his wife will kick him in the right direction." Yeah, he couldn't see any failure happening there.

A meeting? "I would assume so." Charles shrugged. "It would be nice to meet him before, I agree." Walking into a meeting and already knowing the guy would be helpful. Charles didn't want to seem like he was born yesterday or that he was a fool. "Most definitely. Danish people are awful for turning up on time though." He rolled his eyes a little. It was hard working with those people. "Your wife is a very clever lady." He was nodding and looking like he was sort of staring into space, but looked up at a voice from over their shoulders. "Oh, you are our new Department Head?" Charles greeted him. "I'm Charles Taylor, one of your division heads. It's nice to meet you." Aaaaand he'd let Ryden introduce himself.

Originally Posted by Stefan

Ryden was all for learning. The 44 year old nodded enthusiastically as he and Charles hit a wonderful idea for the department. “We can utilize our department’s classroom for that too.” Teaching culture was something that Ryden had been thinking of lately, and it would be wonderful to tap embassies around Wizarding Britian if they’re interested in participating. “Perhaps, we should pitch this idea to our new boss? Maybe he could start it off too…granted that he’s not British? I’m sure we’ll be learning more about our French brethren. It might even strengthen the relationship of our government with them through it.” Ryden’s eyes twinkled at the idea, hoping they’d get a chance to develop it. And Punjabi? “Now that, I haven’t even thought of learning. How are you faring?” if Charles were to ask him, he’s failing miserably in Mandarin Chinese. How could three characters be a full-blown poetry? How?

“Oh, thank you very much, Mr. Taylor. We have our lifetimes ahead however, so it may be too soon to congratulate us.” Ryden chuckled at the thought, but in reality he is very optimistic that they’re marriage will last as long as Gingko trees. The chuckling died down quickly however, as the man before him had unexpectedly opened up to the former Ravenclaw. “To each his own, Mr. Taylor. One can find happiness in solitude.” He said, not sure if Charles was a happy man. “So you’ve decided to just be single from then on?” Ryden thought Charles was wasting himself living alone. Perhaps he could find a woman who shares the same interest? And really, age isn’t an issue, is it? There are women who like silver foxes like Mr. Charles Taylor so he isn’t totally a lost cause.

“We’re talking about a female poltergeist here, Mr. Taylor. Miffy is her name.” He said shaking his head in disbelief. Even Ryden was skeptical the moment he heard of it from his youngest. He even thought Jace may have lost his marbles because of his accident. “I hope to hear from the school soon. There have been other accidents, but my son’s was the worst.” Ryden continued massaging his forehead. If the issue continues, he might be forced to transfer Jace back to Mahoutokoro.

The 44 year old looked up at Charles with an amused grin on his face. “She’s that tough?” Ryden couldn’t imagine himself married to a woman like that. Sure, Maiya can get feisty, but he can still see her vulnerability. It was something that Ryden vowed to protect until the very end. “Gidyun still has us. I do hope he’s aware of that.” The man had been his boss for a very short time, but certainly he had formed some sort of brotherhood with him. Hopefully, he could also form the same bond with Charles.

Ryden let a laugh escape his mouth at the mention of the Danes. “Do they? Ah, well. The world isn’t perfect after all, Mr. Taylor.” He said scratching the stubble on his chin. He too was lost in his own thoughts for a moment, trying to remember if he had any encounter similar to Mr. Taylor’s when a distinct voice graced their conversation.

Upon hearing his name, Ryden gracefully stood up and offered a seat to their new Department Head. “Just the man we wanted to meet. It’s my pleasure to finally meet you, Monsieur Delacroix. Ryden Reed, one of your consuls-general.” he said offering his hand to shake. Once done with the pleasantries, Ryden sat back down on his chair. “How was your trip going here, Monsieur Delacroix? A pleasant one, I hope?” Did he, like Ryden, took an international apparition too?