"Here squidey squidey..." Garrin murmered, smirking with definite amusement as he gazed absent-mindedly at the lake. He blew out a large puff of air that surely could have been seen had it been at all chilly that afternoon, and vaguely let his eyes wander his immediate surroundings. Everyone, it seemed, had retired to the castle for the day---and such a shame on what very well could have been the last sunny day Hogwarts would see for awhile.
Despite the somewhat warm autumn sun, however, Garrin's hands were wrapped snuggly around his timely cup of coffee. Somehow he couldn't get through the day with a cup in the morning, and cup in the afternoon, right after his last session of the day.
The crispy crunchy sound of someone stepping on leaves nearby told him he was no longer alone.
ooc: Yurrp, open.
"Mhmm, nothing like the warmth of summer with the colors of autumn," was Garrin's reply. He added a cordial nod and smile, though his dimples remained hidden (they usually only made an appearance for Luna, Chayce, or Cody).
He knew the man to be a fellow professor, though in all honesty Garrin would be somewhat alarmed if there was an adult he didn't recognize roaming school grounds. Out of pure conversational habit, Garrin scratched thoughtfully behind his ear.
"It's erm...Feagreen, isn't it? Synyster?"