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As Nuna walked off, Nodah watched her back advance to the table. [color=f49ac2][i]"You can't get rid of me that easily,"[/i][/color] she had said. Was he to take it she would be a pestilence? But it was not her words which grappled with his curiosity and danger as much as it was the way she had said them. [i]Succubi gallivant[/i], he thought, his sneakered feet picking up to follow in Nuna's wake. [i]This one...she does not seem to play for just the game.[/i] She had named him a demisexual for asking her to stay her pursuits where he was concerned. That humoured him, and his manner was outwardly jovial as Nodah came to the table, shortly after Nuna's introduction. 

He tossed an easy smile, eyes now twinkling emeralds surveying the table. They lighted particularly on the slight girl in her hood and another in vivid colours, and flitted distractedly to a towering elf a distance away, where Daichi had strayed. All new students who had no place in Nodah's memory, save the pale girl, who owned a fleeting impression from the training hall. [color=00aeef]"Nodah Listig, at your service."[/color] He placed his tray down, upturned lips addressing the new faces, as he slipped languidly into a seat. [color=00aeef]"I am afraid you are strange to me. Might I ask your names? I would be [i]so[/i] pleased to make your acquiantance."[/color]