Yussa plucks up his half-finished cup of tea as Caleb makes his way down from his seat. "You look like you had a long night, Mister Widogast."

There's the barest hint of a smile on Yussa's mouth and a brightness in his eyes that betrays his amusement. This has the potential to complicate things, given the nature of their previous introduction. It doesn't help that his attention flicks to the familiar book harness before he lifts his gaze to Caleb's face again.

"But it is my pleasure to see you again. Do you have another class to get to?" An invitation hangs unspoken, but he will not make it fully if Caleb has somewhere else he needs to be. Whatever his interest, he won't interrupt the younger man's day when the conversation can wait.