[@Satsuki]
*As the man introduced himself, a feeling of relief dared to climb over her. At least chivalry had its place. A small curtsy led into a quiet introduction."I am Aisly Verona Withers. A pleasure Sir Gio. I would be honored if you would aid me with my things." She gestured to her rather ornate large traveling case. His look was more becoming than the others she had seen, clearly he had been taught proper behavior. *

Assuming the handle was up to the challenge Demetri lifted the large ornate case with a single pull and rested it on his left shoulder without the slightest outward sign of effort. "After you milady."

After the helping of milady with her luggage Demetri returned to his own room. Looking at the room Demetri gave no outward expression of his utter disapproval. He was just glad to have a place to store his suitcase. he made sure the door closed and locked behind him and reported to his first class of the day. Using the map was simple to navigate the cities streets to his advantage and make it to class in plenty of time. The architecture was simply marvelous. If there was a time where he could allow a smile through to the surface contours of his face this would have been one of those times. As the moment passed his face never received the signal. He continued onward to the class located for the time on a two dimensional plane.

Finding an empty seat to view his new surroundings Demetri sat. Back strait, hands folded in front of him. The aristocratic vampire looked around the front of the room not wishing to move his head. The fact that he was sitting here in this chair and not at home was more proof to the young lord that his father was powerful. As such Demetri had to obey. No facial tic, or fidgeting, he was aristocracy and wasted movement was a faux pas members of his lineage did not suffer. He sat there like a pale marble statue some one had sewn clothes over.