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Wakefield rubbed slightly at his now somewhat sore hand after Donnerhardt's rather intense, though enthusiastic grip. The mans accent combined with his seemingly warm charisma led Wakefield to give him a friendly smile. A smile which froze once Donnerhardt's human pulled him out of her and stuck her finger out at him. His eyes narrowed at her tone and words, this human it seemed lacked all understanding of the word "manners."

[color=6ecff6]"Out of respect to your companion here, I will not take offense at your words this time. But never tell me what I can or cannot do again!"[/color] His angry tone was cut short when Donnerhardt's simply picked up the young human girl and told her off. Wakefield wanted to laugh, but felt that it would worsen the situation. Instead, he simply ignored the girl's thrashing and continued to speak to Donnerhardt.

[color=6ecff6]"I do not have a contractor, Donnerhardt. I am my own user. If you are interested, I will be starting a club for other Soul Gears to attend once we reach our dorm. I am sure we would be delighted to have you."[/color]

Wakefield glanced ahead of them and saw that they had all arrived at the dorm buildings.

[color=6ecff6]"I will speak to you later Donnerhardt. A pleasure to have met you."[/color]