Eugene appreciated the joke and showed it with a generous chuckle. "She certainly has. I rehomed her siblings, but we see them every once in a while." It was quite the adorable little cuddle puddle when it happened.

Unfortunately Holm's references were lost on Eugene as he was not much of a reader, but he could certainly envision why literature would lead one to a foreign country. It was always the pleasant things depicted in books, not the hustle and bustle and crowded streets of London. Though the city itself had its own hidden gems, Eugene wasn't so sure he could live here full time. Hogsmeade was much more his speed to live in.

"London is a far cry form the moors, I trust you've been able to venture out to see them since you relocated at least?" What a pity it would be if he had to yet.