[Seasonal Event] Boy Problems

Samuel Tell me little dear if you've only lived here, have you ever really lived at all? The Luxere were quietly listening as they normally did. Sam was about to delve into the real meat of the problem when he heard a voice from next to him and turned around with a start, glancing between the woman and the Luxere. Had she heard what he was talking about? Would she question why he was here? He didn't really want to explain the Luxere again. But she'd come with her own treats and seemed to know what was going on, so he gently smiled and nodded at her. "Hello. Yes. I-I mean no. I don't mind. Please." He gestured to the wall as if he had any say about where she sat. "You...you are the mi-midwife. Right? I've seen your clinic." Sam said, trying to make conservation, then paused. "Not. Not from the inside. I don't...know anyone pregnant. Or anything. But I saw you and the o-outside." This was an awkward beginning already. He fiddled with his hand, looking out at the Luxere. "I um. I make books. Y-you probably don't know me..."