Zachariah grinned easily when it sounded like there may be a possibility of her returning to Venezuela. "I hope you shall return, as well." He stated emphatically.

With a delighted look, he quickly reached into his robes and pulled out a bit of parchment and a muggle pen. They were much less messy and portable. He was sure not to display it when he was around those who had more conservative opinions about blood status. Zachariah jotted himself down a note, even though he was sure he wouldn't forget Miss Smith when he was to send out the duplicates. Perhaps, he might even deliver it personally, when the time came.

"That is hard to say. From what Bilius has said there seems to be variations, even between tribes, about their views on religion. It's somewhat similar to the tribes in the Americas, but absolutely unique to the area. Some tribes have been seeing some influence from those living in the colonies, but he is rather far off on his own and has narrowed in one tribe in particular for this work. Last I spoke with him, he had finally reached some understanding with the peoples, and then he fell silent for some time. It's very easy to become engrossed in one's work." He paused, smiling. He could become long winded when excited. "I am hopeful there will be more on the subject in his latest research."

He followed Jo to the office, trying to keep his eyes from wandering to the shelves they passed. He was determined to leave with just the one book. "I do, and she was most upset I hadn't informed her of it before now."