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[sub]Interacting with: [color=f7976a]Varis[/color] [@Achronum][/sub][/center]
As they neared the noble dormitory buildings, a warm sense of familiarity blossomed in Aaron's chest. He'd only been away from home for a few hours, but still the sight of Noila family colours brought him some comfort; he hadn't quite realized how tense he'd been until he relaxed a little at the sight. 

Looking around inside revealed more of a neutral atmosphere, gold tones on soothing white - a calm environment for a stressed student. The front door opened into a hallway, with a dining room on the left and a sitting room on the right. Aaron stood in the entryway as Varis explored, closing the front door and glancing around at what rooms he could see as he waited for Varis to make the first rounds. He wanted to check out the house too, but truth be told he was a little nervous. No matter; there'd be time for that later.

It didn't take Varis long to finish his inspection, though Aaron did note he spent more time in one bedroom than the other, probably his own. When he had satisfied himself, he called down the hall with an order for Aaron to unpack and meet him in the study. Aaron gave Varis an affirmative nod as he passed him in the hallway, peering into each room and promptly entering the one which already held his belongings. Strange, he thought, that it was the same one in which the Count had lingered.

He took only a minute or so to explore the bedroom, bathroom, and closet before he started unpacking, quite pleased with the accommodations. It didn't take long to get himself situated, having cleverly packed his expertly folded clothes in sections easily relocated to drawers and hangers. His other belongings moved quickly as well, toiletries finding homes in the bathroom and various books and other stationery, including a number of journals, nestled neatly on shelves. Aaron let his mind wander as he worked, finding comfort and calm in the tedium, but his reverie had to fade away when he had finished his task. The whole production only took about fifteen minutes; Aaron was sure he'd move things around and personalize his room as he got comfortable here, but that could wait. 

With everything in its place and his empty luggage stowed out of sight on the high shelves in his closet, Aaron felt the room was ready. He opted to remove his sword and scabbard from his hip before leaving, hanging the unit carefully in the closet before he went to the study. He'd find a better home for it later, but for now, the closet would do. Looking over the neatly arranged room once more, he suddenly wished there was more to be done, but everything was nicely in place, and he had no excuse to stay in there any longer. He hadn't been quite aware of it, but he was inwardly dreading that trip down the hall.

Aaron took another deep breath to stretch out the nervous constriction in his chest and made his way to the study, where he found Varis seated at one of the desks with a few sealed letters in front of him. Stopping a short distance away from the desks, he straightened his posture and folded his hands behind his back once more, spinning his ring. He opted to stay silent this time, thinking it wise to let the Count do the talking. 

Suddenly, he was acutely aware that he and the vampire were entirely alone, free from the scrutiny - or perhaps the security - of any prying eyes. After having experienced what Varis could and would do in public view, Aaron wasn't sure how that made him feel; a certain nagging tightness in his gut put him a little on edge, not unlike a prey animal in the vicinity of a predator. As much as he wished his prior confidence to return, he was struggling to find it. He forced his mind away from the subject, inwardly scolding himself for being such a coward, and stayed firm in his posture as he waited for Varis to speak.