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[color=22b2b2][h2]HAYTHAM[/h2][/color]
[@Mcmolly][@Polaris North][/center]

Haytham took in the sight of the two as they spoke, certainly a contrast paired together. A one-word greeting, and a fifty word greeting, both punctuated with handshakes. He accepted them both at the same time, before switching hands and shaking them again, nodding along as the blonde-haired boy continued speaking. He sensed already that the arrivals this year would be far more interesting than his own class had been. Whether that was good or bad remained to be seen.

While he cocked an eyebrow at the sight of Brendan's mildly violent servant, the only thoughts that accompanied the sight were of his own terrifying caretaker. Hopefully the errand he sent her on would last for most of this opening ceremony, although too much of a delay spoke of bad news. Bad news that he was [i]not[/i] looking forward to receiving. Still, though, those were worries for when the problem was in front of him. For now, these two were the only potential problem he needed to focus on. 

"[color=22b2b2]To those of the desert you are all northern lords, I may call you North-Western though if you prefer.[/color]"

He finally replied, when Brendan had finished speaking. While he had grown up in an isolationist kingdom, he wasn't [i]so[/i] clueless as to the geography of the empire. Although he supposed they had no way of knowing his own origins, aside from his appearance. He would have to get used to saying his own name today, though the fact that the dark haired boy did not offer his did not escape Haytham.

"[color=22b2b2]Haytham Avion, pleased to meet the both of you.[/color]"

He focused his attention then on the quiet one. The blonde-haired boy had no trouble whatsoever making conversation, but the other... Either had no interest or needed some help. The former, Haytham could do nothing about, the latter however was remediable. At least, potentially remediable.

"[color=22b2b2]Blades and boredom are both horribly painful ways to die, however I myself think that cold would get me before either. Brendan says you are from even further north than he is, raven-haired prince? Is it cold enough there for this 'snow' I've heard about? I both look forward and fear experiencing it sometime for myself.[/color]"