Llewellyn… Hm. That name is vaguely familiar, and he recalls that’s the name of Rhy’s husband. Right, so the man worked at this ‘Gullwings’ place, and he knew he was a detective… So that made sense. “That’s the hope. With enough eyes and different ways of looking at things, maybe someone can happen upon the thread that needs pulling.” He responded with a nod and a rare smile.

This maybe could work, and maybe they could get a few things cleared up. It bothered the mage that the school was such a mystery and in need of work. Schools should be running, should be full of students and life and the excitement of pursuing knowledge. He had jumpstarted the repairs needed, but there was so much left and the mystery of the headmaster was one of them.

(ooc: If you want to do something with that, let me know sometime. If not, that’s cool.)