[color=f26522]"I was rambling wasn't I"[/color] He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. He wasn't exactly sure if she was even paying attention or enjoyed his spiel, but he did appreciate the act she didn't attempt to interrupt him. She seemed nice. [color=f26522]"JUst... Heh, a lot of people question y weapon of choice. Okay, well a few people back home did, the others just made jokes about me 'compensating', but either way I feel like I need to defend my creation. You know... From the silence"[/color] He tries to phrase the end part as a joke. And there was that laugh again, this lady certainly liked to laugh a lot. He didn't mind, of course, she had a nice laugh, but he wondering if he was saying something funny or she was nervous. [color=f26522]"You laugh a lot"[/color] Just smile, Aeschel.

He gave a curt nod, pushing his hands behind his back to devote attention to the view. [color=f26522]"Yeah, four years of our lives. This is the place where our entire career is decided. Well... If we're good enough for it. For fighting Grim. Saving people."[/color] Weird, she was starting to look serious. It would be rude to ask her about it [color=f26522]"I'm sure the food will be of top quality"[/color] Instead, Aeschel moved to try and take on a joking stance and tone, nudging her like a bad clown to try and encourage a laugh. "[color=f26522]I mean, it'll sure beat home cooked meals. My parents could cook a meal that sent you to the emergency room"[/color] It wasn't a good joke, bt since when did people need good ones to laugh?

It was weird look down on the girl. It was really the first time Aeschel realized that he was taller than her, especially with how intimidating she was from when she picke him up. Guess when you spend most of your time telling yourself you're small, you can't believe how big you are. Though, to Aeschel, height just means your joints and weaker areas are exposed to attack.

Talking to: [@Ithradine]