"Okay." He follows to the private space, looking around with wide, curious eyes. There's still so many parts of the castle he hasn't been yet (they haven't made the map yet).

His smile still tinges on shy, even though the man is far from a stranger. "Tea sounds good."

Thirty-five seems like an entire lifetime away, it seems ancient, but then, twenty sounds old to most kids his age too. "Yes, I'm thirteen. So I become a professor? At least I'm a fun one."