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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"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.