He looks up curiously into the princes face, glancing at the book tossed carelessly on the table as he'd walked over. [i]'He seems upset. Perhaps I was not suppose to touch these tomes'[/i] Carefully he sets the book upon the table before turning to trail after the young man. He stays in close, content that the prince does not feel the need to answer him and not really expecting one at this point. He feet shift inside his boots as he tries to stretch his toes, the act of balancing the book having changed the way he walked and how he feet rested inside their unfamiliar sheaths. As he follows behind the prince, his steps are quiet, but by no means as quite as they had been when he had been working with the book. His head tilts to the side when the prince suddenly speaks and he logs away the information while taking in more about how he spoke the words than what he said.

[i]'I think I understand now. Humans and their pride, it is easily wounded. Perhaps, by my mastering the skill easily, I somehow insulted him. . .This is why I do not hang around others, such things as wounding pride and bruising ego are far too easy'[/i] The tenseness coming off of the young man in waves makes Rei feel as if he should do something to remedy the situation. As they pass into the kitchens the sudden press of people makes him hold his tongue however, not wanting to say something to further embarrass the young man. They are not in there long and as they pass out onto the grounds, the number of people around lessening significantly, Rei moves in a little closer to the taller male.

His head tilts this way and that, but he quickly figures out just what he wants to say as the wind brushes over his body, the feel of it helping him to think. “I did not mean to insult you Alessandro, I was simply curious. I often do things to learn more about them.” He pauses for a moment, looking up at the taller male. “The ease in which I accomplished the task has more to do with my training and natural talents than anything else. When every step one takes could mean the different between life and death, one learns to walk smoothly and silently as a second nature.” He looks towards the kennels they seem to be heading towards and he continues on before they move too close and he will have to stop, least he spook the beasts. 

“That man who was teaching you, was doing it wrong. He only told you when you were doing it wrong, and not how to correct yourself. I doubt he even knows how to explain it, unless he has told you before and just expects you to recall every little detail even in the middle of a lesson.” He shakes his head lightly. “Your steps were too hard, your focus on your legs and on remaining still, if I was reading your movements correctly, however that is not the best way. At least, not the best way I can see.” He looks up once more at the prince, stopping far enough from the dogs so they are not disturbed by his presence. 

“To move the way you seem to want to, you need to train one part at a time, as I and others like me do. Trying to master all parts of a skill all at once. . .Often leads if not to failure, to at least the skill taking far longer to learn than it need be.” He blinks one of his slow blinks, unsure if the prince is even listening at this point, however he adds in his last two cents. “I still do not understand why this skill is necessary, however I find it interesting. If you like, I can teach it to you, the way I learned. I have never taught anyone anything before, however I think not only will it be interesting, but it may make both our lives far more interesting.” His hands slide once more into his pockets as he waits for the prince's answer. In the distance the sound of dogs barking happily draw his eyes for a moment before he looks back to the young man before him.