Evanna took note of just how closely her companion was watching her and took that to mean he was a perceptive person so she wasn't really bothered too much by it. He wouldn't be the first person in her life to watch her thusly, after all. At least he'd made the offer honestly and seemingly with good intentions, that helps her not feel like a burden at least. Her smile was back once she saw one cross into his expression as he took her hand, seemingly amused with her calling him 'sir'. His hold was gentle as he shook her hand and he introduced himself. She couldn't help the flush that crossed her face as he complimented her name; because that certainly never happened. She'd been told it was odd and unique, but never lovely. Still, she didn't mind. "Sorry, the sir part was just a habit. And um...thank you, I think you're the first person to tell me that. Though, to me, your name is extremely interesting as well, and certainly it's not a name I've ever heard before."
She ran his name over in her head, remembering how he'd pronounced it so she didn't mess it up. She watched him stand back up and place his jacket back on before helping her back to her feet, and she noted he still held her art supplies and sketch book and made a mental note to get them back at some point. She began to follow as he led her towards the place he had mentioned. After a while, she looked back up to him as he began to speak again. She winced slightly at the mention of what had brought her there, but covered it with an easy smile a moment later. "Well, I don't mind you asking but I'm not sure how interesting you'll find the reason." She shrugged before actually answering the question. "I'm here because I wanted to go to a place that was different from anywhere else I'd ever been before and far enough away that know one knew who I was. I enjoy being just another face in the crowd, it's not something I get very often back home."
She looked lost in thought for a long moment before shaking her head again and looking up in time to notice a group of young girls watching the man by her side. She heard him huff at their antics, and couldn't help the small snort of amusement that left her. She wondered if it bothered him that they clearly thought he was attractive or if it was just because they were young and he was ignoring them. Either way, that also led her to wondering if he'd be equally as dismissive of her if he knew how old she actually was. Best to keep that to herself then. Instead, she furthered the conversation rather than letting things fall to uneasy silence. "So then, I have a question for you now if you don't mind. You're dressed very nicely; pressed suit and clean cut lines and clearly there's a lot of attention to detail there. So what exactly do you do for a living? You look like a businessman, but something tells me there's more to it than that."
Honestly he sort of reminded her of some of her father's friends from back home, but she immediately dismissed the notion the second it formed. No way way she that unlucky.