River felt her spine tingle as she regarded the doors with Richard. If this facility served... special magical populations… Was vampirism the worst of the lot? Who else resided in this building, conversing with Clowers, were they friends? Was the staff special too? It didn’t seem like a prison, yet, she wondered. 

“We’re sorry we didn’t send an Owl ahead, our visit was a bit… Impromptu. And, yes, we know about the Professor.” She frowned a bit, genuine curiosity and concern peeling into her voice. “Are we allowed to visit him? Is he well?”