Conrad was listening intently, even while he appeared to be mindlessly sitting there. Torso stretched out over the desk, his head just inches above the surface; Conrad looked upon the teacher and student with formidable jade eyes, distinctive and promising. All in all, he had to say that his teacher had earned some form of aspiration from him. Strength oozed off of the muscled man like a tangible form of experience, and while not as exuberant as his father's, it was undoubtedly there. The weapon was another story; he wasn't too physically built and with Conrad's lack of soul sense, it wasn't like he could discern the beings real strength. However, since he was the teacher's weapon it could always be assumed.

Pushing himself out of his chair and following close to Evan as they filed out, Conrad found himself yawning from the morning session. With a tug at his black and red stripped scarf, he thought to himself. [i]Finally, I get to spar. Another small step to finally surpassing Aaron! I'll prove I'm the best in the class with this exercise! The whole class is going to be shocked by my strength this time.[/i] 

Walking up behind Evan once the class had paused, Conrad casually placed his arm around the red-head's shoulder and smiled a wild grin. "You ready partner? Let's go all out this time!" Conrad was staring at the teacher and his weapon, his grin still on his lips.