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Her observation had not required any sort of response, but she found it very endearing that he also was not shy about his parents' affections. Or at least that was what she read into his simple 'yes' answer.

There had been a time when Joana had seriously considered a career in astronomy, somewhere around her fourth and fifth year, and the majority of her art pieces were recreations of the heavens or her own interpretations of galaxies and nebulae. There were a Viega originals tucked away in her closet back at the flat that she had been meaning to get framed for years now. Maybe this was a divine signed that she should finally do that? She had eventually let go of her starstruck ambitions due to a desire for a career that was more sociable and demanded interactions with people, hence her interest in international relations, but sometimes she did wonder how everything would have panned out had she become a scientist who built their entire career on utilizing broadband filters to separate the brightness of the light into long, medium, and short wavelengths and assigning color based upon those wavelengths. Rare occasions, but they still graced her thoughts - mostly the times she was cooped up doing paperwork. "Oh, that makes sense..." she nodded with a smile. Such beauty to come out of the most violent type of galaxy interactions. "It really is, and beautiful as well." She hesitated a moment to mull over his words. "You said she" she pointed out while filing up her mug and turning back towards him. "As in...Mother Space...like Mother Earth?"

As if his gender assigning of space hadn't already captured her attention, the little tidbits into his backstory certainly had. "Reykjavik, as in the capital of Iceland and Svalbard...as in Artic archipelago? You certainly as a fascinating fellow," she praised. She had briefly tripped over her words since she realized now that they had not performed any proper introductions - she would get to that shortly. "I'd love to hear more about your time in Svalbard if you'd be willing to share. Suppose it goes without even needing to ask that you have seen your share of the Northern Lights," she laughed - something that was still on her bucket list of items. A list that maybe she could finally start ticking off now that she was settled into a fulltime career and not focusing almost exclusively on her studies. He didn't need to tell her that he was an Unspeakable or that he was employed in the Department of Mysteries - no other department in the Ministry had positions rooted in astronomy and cosmology. She knew, she had done her research.

Joana took another sip of her coffee before heading back over to the sofa and, this time, planted herself on the vacant cushion next to him rather than the arm of it. "Oh sim," she nodded while lifting her mug up for emphasis. "I'm a rock climber - free soloing, free climbing, aid climbing, bouldering, deep water soloing...I do and love it all. This was a gift from the gym I work at as an instructor. Helps keep my fingers dexterous and focused." Plus it amused her to no end and the faces people made when they saw her with it, a humble form of self flattery, likewise priceless. "I'm Joana, but you call call me Jo if you'd like," she finally introduced herself and offered a handshake with her free hand.
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