Aw, how cute!! 'Just Gai,' such a simple response. What wasn't to adore? And, such a simple reason to want to attend the Academy!
"Khee hee hee~ how cute!" Lilia laughs, bringing one hand up to hide that laugh behind it, his eyes half-lidded as he focuses his gaze up at Gai.
"My my, if I wasn't so sure my name floated about the Academy on occasion, I'd almost worry you knew too much about me. That's right-- my ambitions were never as sweet as yours, however. I only decided to actually attend several years after receiving my letter, alongside my-- Malleus. Another third year, in my same dorm."
Leaning forward, up towards Gai, but not too close, he then asks: "I was curious: you must be getting so many requests and questions from continuing students similar to this, but... would you like to study together sometime? Which classes are you a part of?"
Cute, huh? He'll take that. That's more or less what he was trying for, anyway--and seemingly a good place to land, given the mention of Malleus. Are the two of them close? Interest piqued, Gai turns the sentence over in his mind, tries to feel out where the two of them might stand. If indeed Lilia is on good terms with a mage of that calibre...then it goes without saying there's merit in getting close to Lilia.
It's true, he's gotten no shortage of studying requests, but this is among the first he'll be saying yes to. Most have fallen to the wayside, sent off on excuses and apologies. "Really? You're sure, senpai?" He palms at the bag that hangs at his side, a mock show of looking for his schedule. He knows damn well which classes he has by now, but it never hurts to be disarming. He fishes the paper from an outer pocket, holding it out to Lilia. "Sorry--I haven't quite memorized everything yet, but my courses should all be here."
If Lilia suspected anything was running through Gai's head, such as plans to use him to get close to Malleus, there was no indication of that on Lilia's face. After all, there was no hint, no change in Gai's expression when the Fae Prince was brought up. That, Lilia is honestly thankful for. Poor Malleus seemed to scare away most people, with how 'unapproachable' he was, with his status.
"I never say something I'm not sure of. Aside from when I do, of course, but it's usually very clear when I'm doing that." Reaching out, Lilia takes the schedule into both of his hands, looking over it carefully.
"Aside from this class, it appears we have a Practical Fighting Skills class together, as well as Poison Refining. I'm surprised to see the same listing here for this specific Practical Fighting course. Usually transfers are unable to start with this one. You must be a really impressive fighter. I'd love to spar with you sometime."
The schedule is offered back, then.
"You shouldn't worry about memorizing your courses. As it stands, I find myself having to look back at my own schedule on a day-to-day basis."
Never saying something you're unsure of, except when you do--there's something Gai can relate to, tucked among the cheer and good nature. There's more to Lilia than it seems. Such is the case with most people, though.
Gai takes back the schedule, slips it back into the pocket it sat previously. He's yet to find a capable sparring partner here, and if Lilia should rise to the occasion, he'll only be too happy to meet him in the middle. They're different in stature, but Gai knows better than to underestimate shorter guys--they're agile, motivated, where people like him can get complacent. "I'd be honored," he replies, and for the first time since they've started talking, he means it.
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"Khee hee hee~ how cute!" Lilia laughs, bringing one hand up to hide that laugh behind it, his eyes half-lidded as he focuses his gaze up at Gai.
"My my, if I wasn't so sure my name floated about the Academy on occasion, I'd almost worry you knew too much about me. That's right-- my ambitions were never as sweet as yours, however. I only decided to actually attend several years after receiving my letter, alongside my-- Malleus. Another third year, in my same dorm."
Leaning forward, up towards Gai, but not too close, he then asks: "I was curious: you must be getting so many requests and questions from continuing students similar to this, but... would you like to study together sometime? Which classes are you a part of?"
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It's true, he's gotten no shortage of studying requests, but this is among the first he'll be saying yes to. Most have fallen to the wayside, sent off on excuses and apologies. "Really? You're sure, senpai?" He palms at the bag that hangs at his side, a mock show of looking for his schedule. He knows damn well which classes he has by now, but it never hurts to be disarming. He fishes the paper from an outer pocket, holding it out to Lilia. "Sorry--I haven't quite memorized everything yet, but my courses should all be here."
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"I never say something I'm not sure of. Aside from when I do, of course, but it's usually very clear when I'm doing that." Reaching out, Lilia takes the schedule into both of his hands, looking over it carefully.
"Aside from this class, it appears we have a Practical Fighting Skills class together, as well as Poison Refining. I'm surprised to see the same listing here for this specific Practical Fighting course. Usually transfers are unable to start with this one. You must be a really impressive fighter. I'd love to spar with you sometime."
The schedule is offered back, then.
"You shouldn't worry about memorizing your courses. As it stands, I find myself having to look back at my own schedule on a day-to-day basis."
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Gai takes back the schedule, slips it back into the pocket it sat previously. He's yet to find a capable sparring partner here, and if Lilia should rise to the occasion, he'll only be too happy to meet him in the middle. They're different in stature, but Gai knows better than to underestimate shorter guys--they're agile, motivated, where people like him can get complacent. "I'd be honored," he replies, and for the first time since they've started talking, he means it.