[color=f26522]"Yeah, true."[/color] Callum replied with a shrug. [color=f26522]"A roof and daily food is a treat, for sure." [/color] And it really was, to come to think of it. Callum didn't think about it too much, but he sure did hit a lucky spot with the Judge. Sure, Judge Markus was known for his frequent swoopings to the underdog and sending them to the academy, but was plenty who didn't catch the Judge's eye, and plenty more, he thought as he glanced towards to Kellin, who would not have a home to come back to. Gah, he'll just have to make the most of what he struck lucky with. Callum probably couldn't live out their lot in life too, but he sure as hell could try. Callum watched as the boy caught up to the group, who proceeded to get distracted and slap himself to regain attention. The boy seemed to carry a sort of... floaty? A cloudy sort of disposition, like he was somehow less real and was half-way in another world of his own, only to be rooted reluctantly back on the physical plane. And Callum could swear that if they went ahead without waving, the boy would have floated off completely and gotten lost. Callum felt strangely at ease to know that he was not the only one who would get lost in a straight path, though being lost did give Callum a sense of adventure. [color=f26522]"Hey, you haven't missed much."[/color] Callum said quietly to the Osuunese boy. [color=f26522]"Just a bunch of teacher introductions."[/color] And Callum would have told him the teacher names, had he not already forgotten them. [color=f26522]"Name's Callum, by the way."[/color] He said, before being ushered by the student group moving through. Callum plodded along with the rest of the group as they toured the whole place. He was wrong about the Academy - the Perenias Castle had all bark and no bite, with fake books and golden gilding. This was the real deal - ancient runes that spoke a language of a hundred eras as they brushed along like it was another feature, paned glass that told the story of tales faded but unforgotten, the fragrance of freshly baked bread...oh man, fresh bread... Callum skidded, and slowed his pace. No, no - not yet - Callum bit his lip to keep himself from drooling. This Academy was already testing Callum's mental resistance! Callum craned his neck pleadingly as the group walked further and further away from the source of aroma, before losing sight and smell of the kitchen completely. [color=f26522][i]I will come back for you, I swear! No plate left behind![/i][/color] He thought, before turning back to the tour.