Themis offered her thanks and took the offered seat and tea. Her eyes remained fixed on the humanoid creature before her. She did not trust the unknown; this creature was unknown in too many ways. There was something deeply unsettling about the shape before her. Whatever it was that made her human, the elusive 'soul', recognized this creature as other. She disliked the feeling it created, this sensation of unease, but she followed her curiosity over her fears. "The power of life is the power of alchemy." Themis mused, the magnitude of the idea clear in her voice. "I do not know how anyone could look at this feat and call it anything but a marvel. You said it is sentient. Does it have a will, a mind?" She would not form any further opinion on the creature without knowing more. It felt rare now, novelty. She treasured the feeling of discovery that had come so often in childhood but now seemed just beyond reach. Perhaps that was a reason she loved the stars so fondly.

Taking a sip of her tea, she grinned, "Life did not proceed as I imagined, but it resulted in a satisfying career, travel abroad, a son of whom I am most proud, and the opportunity to educate the next generation. I consider myself most fortunate." It was an honest assessment. Her life wasn't without darkness or pain, but she spent as little time as possible on matters beyond her control. "And what of you, Sir? Where has Alchemy lead you?" Because he was correct. It was strange how few of their generation had returned to serve at Hogwarts. That left her wondering what it said about the two of them returning.

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