He hated everything the previous professor had done to the office, an was quick to take it down. He hated the darkness...the univiting way the room felt, and the books of only the most pure of magic along the walls. Magig didn't have rules, and it did? They were meant to be broken. Even the dark curtains that blocked out the sun were quick to go and already the room felt like the blank slate so that he could start over once more.

That is...if Vianne would stop fussing and let him put her down.

There were some things that magic could not be expected to do or to ease, and in this moment he was exhausted from it. Somewhere in the previous day she had started to run a small fever and was relentless in her needs--her need to be held. Unlike a year ago when he left the school to tend to her and her siblings, her little cries could easily be soothed, but now she was in a full blown nearly one year old fit of sobs.

Sometimes you just have to let them cry, Gale he could hear his own nursemaid tell him, and as he did just that he was thankful his office was so far away from the rest. He didn't put a silencing spell on the door, and as the toddler followed him with her arms up to be held he did his best to just let her have her fit.

The faster he worked, the quicker he could get her home and in bed.

Ravindar met Professor Kesali at the feast. He had seen him again today at a distance. Too far to say hello. Now he had time to go and say it. Ravindar could hear a noise he had not heard at Hogwarts. It was a small child. He did not think it was a charm. It got louder as he got closer. He got to the charms proffesorr's office it was louder still. Maybe it was a bad time. Ravindar knocked on the door.
"Good day Professor Kesali. Professor Singh." He bowed. He saw Vianne. She was grabbing at her father's legs. "I came to see if you were well. How your summer was. But if you have your hands full. I will speak another time." Ravindar crouched. He spoke nicely to the child. "Dear little one. What ails you?"

When the man bowed to him he almost wanted to laugh...or stick out his hand so that it could be kissed? Was this normal for his culture? Either way Gale gave the man a small smile and a light bow of his head. Though it was hard to be graceful when there were was a screaming toddler at his legs, but when the stranger addressed her she stopped a moment and just held to Gale's pants leg.

"I think she is cutting her one year old molars and I have done everything to help her, but nothing seems to help. Even the muggle medications are not very helpful at this age." Relenting he picked her up and though she had already stopped crying she was going to play bashful and put her head on Gale's shoulder.

"I am honored to meet you formally. I suppose your office is close?" Small talk. Gale was trying this whole small talk thing.

"Most painful. I have heard cold things may help." Ravindar did not want to say ice cream out loud! "I am honoured also Professor." Ravindar smiled. "My office is not. I came up to greet you. I saw you before but we could not speak." Ravindar glanced about the room. "It is important to know new colleagues. The Gryffindors mentioned you a lot. They will be very happy you are back. I am interrupting. You are busy. Can I help you?"