That's to be expected--Gai only just transferred in, a new applicant, all reserved smiles and mystery to the students who crowd him and fire off every manner of questions. "What was your old school like? Hey, do you wanna eat with us at lunch? Do you have a girlfriend?" He holds his cards close to the chest, keeps his ear to the ground, puts out feelers and gets ample talk of the place in return. Idle chatterings, mostly. The things that pass between most people his age. Rumors.
Rumors are what got him here in the first place: he has good reason to believe someone here can help him toward his goal, and he fully intends to make use of them. He hasn't sussed out just who that is, yet, but...
He's fairly sure it isn't Lilia.
They haven't spoken until now, but Gai knows of him in broad strokes. Mostly he's heard there's some contention about his age--he's a third year, but he definitely doesn't look it, and some of the comments he makes ring odd to those properly listening. Would it really be so odd if he were older than he seemed? Gai doesn't think so. Muronia is comprised of all sorts.
Lilia may not be the one he's looking for--but for now, it might not hurt to humor him. Especially not if he can determine his true age. Someone long-lived could be invaluable in his search. Call it respecting one's elders.
"Ah. Lilia-senpai, right?" He puts on a small smile, tilts his head slightly for effect.
HAAAAY
That's to be expected--Gai only just transferred in, a new applicant, all reserved smiles and mystery to the students who crowd him and fire off every manner of questions. "What was your old school like? Hey, do you wanna eat with us at lunch? Do you have a girlfriend?" He holds his cards close to the chest, keeps his ear to the ground, puts out feelers and gets ample talk of the place in return. Idle chatterings, mostly. The things that pass between most people his age. Rumors.
Rumors are what got him here in the first place: he has good reason to believe someone here can help him toward his goal, and he fully intends to make use of them. He hasn't sussed out just who that is, yet, but...
He's fairly sure it isn't Lilia.
They haven't spoken until now, but Gai knows of him in broad strokes. Mostly he's heard there's some contention about his age--he's a third year, but he definitely doesn't look it, and some of the comments he makes ring odd to those properly listening. Would it really be so odd if he were older than he seemed? Gai doesn't think so. Muronia is comprised of all sorts.
Lilia may not be the one he's looking for--but for now, it might not hurt to humor him. Especially not if he can determine his true age. Someone long-lived could be invaluable in his search. Call it respecting one's elders.
"Ah. Lilia-senpai, right?" He puts on a small smile, tilts his head slightly for effect.