Professor Adler's face lit up when AJ said he wanted to be an Auror, the memories of herself as a first year and in a similar boat flooding back. She had so many questions, although she knew she had to remain professional too for his sake. Before she could ask anything however, AJ went on to confirm that he was who she'd initially thought he was, the smile dropping from her face. She paused for a moment, considering how to proceed. "The moment you stepped foot in my class, I had a suspicion." Geo hadn't really experienced her own loss before. She was an orphan, but she'd never known her parents, and only had the experiences of her peers to go off. Even then however she knew how it could affect lives. "You resemble him," Geo didn't know if that was what AJ wanted to hear, although maybe if he was trying to be like his dad, it was surely a good thing.
She edged one of the glasses toward the first year. "This is Golden Milk," she added, "Turmeric, Cinnamon and Maple Syrup," it was supposed to be good for health in the winter, "help yourself". It may have be a questionable drink, but Geo wanted to give all her students as much variety as possible while they were here. "I learnt to make it while I was on patrol," she continued, "there was this little old lady making it at a stall, handing out mugs of it on the street." It was nice to meet new people while on the job. Most people thought being an Auror meant you were constantly on the go, but that wasn't always the case.
"I never worked with your dad, but I knew of him," She'd seen him around the offices for the most part. When they'd been informed of his death and how it had come to be, it had shocked a number of them, reminding them of the dangers they faced on a daily basis. It was a reminder that it was the one career that even if you weren't actively chasing down potential criminals, you could never truly lower your guard. "Did he tell you much about his work?" she asked curiously.
