[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190120/b458a81531631a6916fa9413063c5f80.png[/img][/center][right][sub] [@Achronum] [@Hero] [@Scribe of Thoth] mentioning [@Jade Blades][/sub][/right]
[color=f7976a]“The turned is in Treaty Law as well. I paired him with the boy. She may not have said it but if anything happens to him and it affects his Sire, my Lady will be… displeased.”[/color]

Aaron clued a little more into the conversation in front of him when he was mentioned, and while he was momentarily disgusted (good grief, was he really starting to answer to [i]boy?[/i] His mother would have a heart attack) he was glad he did; apparently one of the members of his Treaty Law group was worth paying attention to. He hadn’t caught the name, but there had been only one on his group list he hadn’t recognized, something he’d written off as an unpronounceable jumble of letters under the surname “Nailo.” Considering Lady Sinnenodel’s well-known love and patronage of the arts, it wasn’t difficult to put the pieces together. Aaron had never been one to follow the personal affairs of celebrities outside the aristocracy, but it would probably serve him well to pay a little more attention going forward. He wasn’t sure how much trouble one could get into in a study group, but Aaron made a mental note to keep an eye on the Nailo boy all the same; it wasn’t exactly an order, nor was it even aimed at him, but Varis’ tone made it pretty clear to Aaron that things wouldn’t go over well if anything happened to the embraced on his watch. 

[color=8585AD]"Whatcha doing?"[/color]

Aaron had decidedly [i]not[/i] been expecting Max to speak up again, especially not with such an unassuming question. Apparently Max couldn’t quite decide between silent brooding and polite conversation, but Aaron wouldn’t discourage the latter. [color=f0d705]“Oh, just checking race results. It’s been a really good season so far,”[/color] he explained. Tugging on his ear, he couldn’t help a little joke. [color=f0d705]“Certainly would be nice if the winnings were real!”[/color]

There was a brief pause while Aaron stowed the bus tablet back into the armrest of his seat, though it was mostly just to give himself something to do. Max was difficult to talk to, although it sounded like he had at least a little interest in what Aaron had been doing, so after a second he decided to roll with it. [color=f0d705]“Do you follow anything? Like races or fights?”[/color] he asked, [color=f0d705]“You might not see magical combat in your future, but I bet you’d enjoy the TCL.”[/color] The words were already out of his mouth before Aaron had the chance to wonder if human communities even knew about the TCL, or magical contests in any capacity for that matter.