August gave a little wave, obediently going into the room to sit in one of the plush chairs, far enough away so as not to startle Giselle but close enough that they could speak if she wished. Judah from the doorway watched his son go, smiling and nodding to Giselle's words.
"August? Ja, er ist jünger." He sounded amused though that was all he said before allowing himself to be ushered out of the cold room by Leonie. August watched the other young person with curiousity, head tilting to the side and a little shiver running down his spine. The cold was coming from her, it was her doing he figured and while he wasn't shocked by this, he'd seen some interesting displays of ability from his family members this WAS new. "Do you speak English? Just German?" He asked quietly, not wanting to startle her. He did speak German, his father had always spoken to him in both German and English but he was more confident with the latter.
In the hallway Judah rubbed at his arms, feeling the skin turning to goosebumps under the assault of cool air.
"So, we have another little sorcerer? I really am starting to feel like the odd one out. I'm sorry I wasn't here when she arrived, did you sign everything or do you need me to look over some things for you? Poor kid...This must be really stressful for her." His head shook, a hand lifting to push through his dark hair.
"August? Ja, er ist jünger." - August? Yes, he is younger.
