Jaren raised an eyebrow a fraction at the discussion of Hebe as a metamorphamagus. That would make...three that he knew of. Gany, her sister, and Aileen.

And who said metamorphamaguses were rare? What were the chances of anyone knowing more than one of them?

His thoughts were interrupted by the carriage coming to a stop at a rather busy area. There were more carriges outside, though none (thankfully) pink, and within walking distance was the Metro (ooc: I am guessing that is some sort of monorail train, because I have never been to France).

Jaren swung open the carriage door and stepped outside to take in the surroundings and to let the others leave the carriage as well before continuing to their destination.