It seems like a strange response, but also not at the same time. After all, I suppose he must be right. When there's evil in the world, there has to be someone willing to fight it and who better than a scarily-powerful wizard? Even if he is only seventeen or eighteen or nineteen.

Still, it seems like a whole lotta pressure for just one person. And I thought moving out of state seemed intimidating.

He seems pretty happy to not talk about that though so I easily let the conversation slide back into something a little more fun. "May fifth," I tell him. "Which I think technically makes me nineteen now since it was April back home but August when I landed here. I skipped right over my birthday, but I guess that's okay though since I didn't really have anyone to celebrate with for awhile. I usually just have a party and eat a lot. Sometimes people bring presents and sometimes not, but it's always nice to be reminded that people are glad to have you around, you know? Have you really never celebrated once? At all?"