The bell rings.
For someone with so much free time he feels like he is always late to things. The school map isn't really that useful, so he asks someone.
"Hi? I am looking for Ms. Smith's class?"
The bell rings.
For someone with so much free time he feels like he is always late to things. The school map isn't really that useful, so he asks someone.
"Hi? I am looking for Ms. Smith's class?"
There are more interesting sights to see. Eventually he asks, "What is on your mind?"
"—hm? Oh, just, the twins." Pause. "Perhaps not the best answer I could've given, in a date."
"They did! Not every day you meet skymages. Or mageborns in general."
"Oh, yes. Also not every day you meet people with the explicit desire to improve upon the natural order."
He looks at her affectionately.
"No, no, just that you need to appropriately record and interpret the data before drawing conclusions from them."
"I see. So I will have to write down all of your behavior, then conduct a blind test with people judging it adorable or not." He nods sagely.