"You look like a new student, and quite lost."

Harold turned towards the female(?) speaker at that. The voice sounded female, but this student was most definitely male. (What an odd combination. Perhaps hormores? Higher or softer voice box or something of the like? Ah, conversation Harold! Focus.)

"Ah, yes. I am indeed in dire need of direction. I have become quite lost once I encountered the incredibly large grounds, and as such have had trouble finding my way around." Harold replied as casually, and normally as he could. It wasn't easy trying to keep up with these "social norms" that people talk about. (Plus, this guy actually offered to help. First one out of....many. Very many.)

(Well, at least he has good color choices.) Harold quickly remembered his own grey jacket and blue T-shirt and jeans. Comfortable, but efficent. Just the way he liked it. He pushed his glasses back up, and didn't see or hear any of the group behind the two of them.

"But, who are you, Oh mysterously helpful one?" He questioned the other male, seeking answers to his problems.