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[i]Sapphira, enchanting name,[/i] Jack thought to himself. She didn't seem to react well to being complimented on her looks, so why compliment a name she also had little say in receiving? He'd figure out something better to compliment. Maybe. Some people were tough reads, but he was getting better at figuring them out. Reading people, figuring out their strengths and weaknesses, their preferences, was important when one needed to network. Especially if one needed to do so with individuals that might already be biased against him for the way his parents treated other races; he might use people, but he never did half the awful things they did. 

[color=8493ca]"Don't sound so excited for it, Sapphira,"[/color] he said with a chuckle. Sure, she said yes, but it sounded more apathetic than an actual decision to continue to converse. 

Nonetheless, he started off toward the cafeteria. He at least knew where that was, even if he'd need to figure out where his classes would be. His hands stayed in his pockets, fingers idly playing with the change he kept in his pockets. It was the only reason he carried pocket change - just so he wouldn't absently touch anyone while talking to someone; Nola had suggested it back when she realized how often he did it, and considering now he wasn't around just her and Ariel for most of his day he wasn't about to start any unwanted conflicts for a simple misunderstanding.

He couldn't, however, avoid trying to get to know her more while they walked the short distance to the cafeteria. [color=8493ca]"What lead you to want to be a Guardian? Being an elf, you've probably been alive for far longer than I have, so how long did it take for you to decide you wanted to do it?"[/color] He glanced over at his walking partner after he spoke, then held the door to the cafeteria open for her when they arrived at it.