At Mr Holm's request, Gillywater immediately filled the empty caraf enough for both of them, and Ben handed the glass to his guest in addition to taking one for himself. He mused over his guest's response as he sipped. While he was certainly partial to Great Britain, this man obviously had hailed from somewhere outside, and Ben wasn't entirely sure that he wouldn't choose a different place if given the opportunity. It was one of the reasons he became an auror; far off lands tickled his fancy, though he certainly had more than enough reasons to stay in Hogsmeade for the time being.

Being in Hogsmeade certainly hadn't hurt his estate career, however. The man's father had a point. Provided with enough connections and a trade with high demand, one could make a cozy nest for oneself in the years after schooling. He gave a modest smile, "Thank you that's very flattering." he offered conversationally. "You seem like someone with a good head on your shoulders, I'm sure you'll do fine." Ben usually had a very outward and ostentatious manner, but when it came to boasting about his goods and success, he remained more modest than anything. With Mr. Holm, he sensed an uncertainty about him which was to be expected of any new-comer in society.

The auror gave an encouraging smile. "Well then! You're most welcome to come by any time and inquire about the foundation! Simply ask for the stableman, he'll show you around and answer any questions you might have." New-comer he might be, but the young man had a sincere and earnest quality about him that Ben seemed to immediately trust. The head stableman approached and handed Ben a piece of parchment containing the contract for the horse.

Ben read it over, making sure the details were in order. His expression faltered slightly and he looked up at his guest with a slightly awkward grimace. "It appears I've blundered and gotten your name wrong!" he said, laughing slightly. "My apologies, Mr. Holm, I can assure you it won't happen again!"

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