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[color=CBBA2E]"Of course, don't worry about it,"[/color] Aaron offered, he appaeared to be doing his best to seem reassuring. He hooked a thumb in his pocket and relaxed his posture, now in a seemingly calmer, more relaxed, position. Salem felt his shoulders relax as knots in them, caused by the tension, slowly undid themselves with every visual cue insinuating that Aaron was no different than him. [color=CBBA2E]"Are you looking for help with magic too?"[/color] [Color=598527][i]Ofcourse hed think that, look at me, I look a mess right now. Then again it stands to reason that he has had more training than most newcomers to this school.[/i][/color] Salem silently reached into the front pocket of his satchel and pulled out the photo of Lucan.

[Color=598527]"I was wondering what you could tell me about Lucan Bordeleaux. I'm aware that you both have ties to the Noila family and was hoping...maybe you could give me some insight on him?"[/color] he began to place his hand on the back of his neck, relieving some tension. A nervous chuckle escaped him as he looked down at floor, kicking it beneath him slightly before lifting his eyes to meet Aaron's gaze once more. [Color=598527]"Where are my manners, my names Salem, Salem Spellman. And I wouldnt be opposed to a magical study group...as it were."[/color] he extended his arm out towards Aaron and then Lillie.