<div style="text-align: justify;">Gayle nodded when Michael shook his head on a negative. She had offered him the sweets of her own free will, but would not insist if he didn’t want them. “All right, but please, don’t hesitate if you want something”, the girl said, opening up her purse - a tiny thing - and removing a bag of chocolate éclairs from it. “Help yourself if you’d like”, she offered again, placing the bag at her side. Once she had done so, the girl smiled in hearing Michael’s laughter. She seemed to be a little serious, or maybe still a little uncomfortable with her new acquaintance. <br/><br/>As Michael started staring at the window, so did Gayle. She picked up one of the sweets and kept nibbling on it as time went by. When the trolley witch showed up, the girl turned to look at her. Her eyes widened a little when Michael said that he would take ten of everything. “No, thank you”, she replied politely.<br/><br/>Once the woman left, Gayle sat down again. Michael’s question was welcome, as they could talk about something she was skilled in, and that was’t too personal. “I wouldn’t say I specialize in any one kind of magic. My wand seems to like doing practical magic, such as transfigurations and other charms with concrete results”, she explained. “Since I have been moving from a country to another throughout my life, I haven’t really had too much time to be in one place and specialize in anything. Hopefully, I will be able to do it in Hogwarts”. After these words, the girl nibbled on her lower lip. “Sorry if I have spoken too much. What kind of magic do you specify in, if I may ask?”, she returned the question, hoping she had not extended herself too much and talked too much about herself.</div>