"Do any of us ever feel our age though?" She knew she didn't. She still couldn't believe that today she was twenty-two. Where had the time gone? She remembered her years, her experiences from childhood, into Tally, and through all of VMU, but she still felt some days like she was only seventeen or eighteen, as if the last five years hadn't happened. But they had. The fact that she spent her days wearing a staff uniform instead of her Spencer one had made that much clear. The looks of utter confusion she got when the words "Space Goats" were brought up.... the time felt so short. Where for Bryan school felt so long ago, for her it was still like yesterday. She could recall with clarity afternoons spent on a broomstick with Tamarah Blair, sitting in a common room watching Jezebel. Of feeling awkward and angry with Viktor because he was right-handed. The early days with Chloe and Rory and the group. Of days with little Ana and Riley at her side laughing. Of that cold chill down her spine whenever she saw Leanna. It was still so clear, and maybe that had to do with the twenty-three year gap she hadn't crossed yet. She took a long drink at that. Would it all continue to fly by so fast? Or would it slow again? She had no way of knowing.
"People are interesting to me. And I love the field, I love that... it's something I'm good at, and that I can help someone with it. A lot of someone's." It was a position of service, and it was something she enjoyed. She'd never be some great potions master or magnificent wizard of power, or a quidditch player or someone charismatic. But she could be her, to the best of her ability, and she could help people in her own way. Even if it was listening to some groaning while regrowing a broken bone. She hadn't needed to do that yet. Strange.
She blinked in surprise. "They have it too?" She asked in surprise. Her family was all muggle, but it still wasn't something she really knew anything about. She shifted on her stool slightly closer as she listened with heightened interest, a look of calm curiosity and awe mixed on her features. "That....is amazing. I never knew such a thing existed. I'm glad it does." And that people were willing to devote themselves for a time to it.
He asked her about her job and she smiled somewhat bashfully as her head tilted down, then lifted up again with a slight shrug of the shoulder. "It's...I didn't know what to expect. I don't think the students are as crazy as they used to be, but we've some... interesting cases. Can't give the details, but we have one in particular that not only has a prolonged medical history but...tends to.." She lowered her voice as her lips pressed inward for a moment, thinking. "Well, sets unwilling fires at random." Her eyebrows burrowed. "I don't have much experience and I haven't had to really help with that yet. No one seems to have any answers for any of his oddities." She gave another shrug, taking another long drink from her glass and draining it before setting it down. It was what it was, she supposed. All the more reason to be glad that the Valentin family was still around. One was quite familiar with healing, maybe he'd have an idea what to do.
"Most of what I deal with is the results of pranks, mispractice, or... well. Falling from very high." Off their broomsticks, of course. "Or people trying to fake out of class."