At first, if briefly, there didn't seem to be any reply to Travis' witty attempt to draw attention. He stepped in further in to the mansion and eased his carry-on chest gently down to the smooth redwood floor and and looked around the seemingly empty space around him. Not a moment sooner did his wandering eyes catch a white-haired girl suddenly stepping into view. He found it odd that just by looking at her did she appear familiar as if he knew her somewhere.

The girl politely introduced herself after confirming Travis' announced query from before; Yuno Whitmore was what she called herself. Instantly did Yuno's last name strike a fiber of recollection. Professor Whitmore was someone he quickly remembered as one of many teachers he learned the art of magic from in earlier years. If anything, she had become a role model that inspired him through his studies. Of course the same surname would eventually lead to her daughter to which he too would know about. Not personally, but it was hard not to overhear whispered rumors and passing-by chats of the expected child-prodigy of a famous Acadamia professor.

"The pleasure is all mine, Miss Whitmore," Travis commented before giving a friendly bow in greeting, "My name is Travis McGrath, its good to see another student from the Acadamia. I'm sure I'm not the only one who is at dumbfounded, if not intrigued about our current quandary."