Oh, this girl was fancy indeed. That was something he'd expect of a high elf, though, to be perfectly frank. For a moment, Garanin wondered where her Tiefling bodyguard was, before figuring that it was probably good he hadn't witnessed that exchange. Awkward at best, really. 

"Aye, you have my apahlogies lass, that was'nae something I was expectin' to see, so my wits, few as they are, took off in search of somewhere they'd be useful, I reckon." Giving a small chuckle at his self-deprecating joke, Garanin let his head follow the elf's body as she moved to the side, giving him a view into her room. She certainly [i]did[/i] have quite a few personal effects with her. It struck Garanin as a bit odd that somebody would bring so much to what was essentially just a boarding school, but it didn't mean much to him. 

"Ah, that does look like quite the collection of....stuff....yew've got there." His posture changed a bit to reflect a bit of curiosity at that moment, but it changed quickly when this elf, Isilfarrel Mornelis, introduced herself. 

Instinctively giving a half-bow, Garanin looked up into her face a gave a smile. "Ah'm called Garanin Stonehewer! And, ah, yes, I am a styudent here, though I admit I'm quite a bit late to the lessons it seems. Only discovered ah had the Gift quite recently, actually. Had to do the Stonehewers proud and make meself into a fine Dwarven enchanter!" If he had any reservations about his destiny, Garanin didn't show them. He was just glad to be of service. 

"Well, I think ah've done embarrassed yew enough, Miss Morneless, ah ought to be gettin' to my room before it's time fer chow!" Giving a quick wave and an appraising nod, Garanin turned and started to make his way down the hall. He wanted to check his room before it got to be too late.

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