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Khotanebre took a place in the midst of the crowd, hoping to use the body heat of the other novitiates as a ward against the cold that still lingered before daybreak. The same pristine white cloak was pulled tight over his body to conceal a bright but otherwise unremarkable tunic, and he'd forgone the ostentatious jewelry of the previous day. Internally, Kho was grateful he did; the elder sorcerers seemed so casual as they went about their early morning duties, and he didn't want to seem out of place no matter what his parents lectured about the importance of being seen. Even his care to arrive early for his first day was matched by several other overeager or simply early-rising novitiates, and he was never without a group of people to simply blend into. Even Teken, normally lethargic at this hour, was attentively surveying the crowd from his perch atop Kho's shoulder, ever careful not to rip any clothing with his talons.

The boy tensed noticeably as a hand landed on his shoulder, though he quickly shrunk into a more relaxed posture once Xavier's presence registered in his mind. His lesson... started with breakfast? The Magus really enjoyed food, it seemed. Possibly by design; it made him personable where the glowing eyes certainly did not. Not that Kho was complaining, he was eager but not exactly in a rush to become sorcerer supreme of the whole Dijat to the point where he couldn't accomodate his mentor's friendly mealtime gestures.

Kho fell into step obediently beside Xavier as the man led him away from the Dijat. An odd choice, in Kho's opinion; he'd expected the Magus would take his meals inside the pyramid, though perhaps he had a favored food vendor that he wanted to purchase from personally. At the Magus' questioning, Kho tugged innocently at the collar of his cloak in thought. [color=ff5c33]"Oh, anything's fine. I'm not all that hungry."[/color]

[color=ff0066]"We want fish!"[/color] Teken interjected.

[color=ff5c33]"[i]You[/i] want fish,"[/color] Kho corrected with a sideways glare.

[color=ff0066]"Do you [i]not[/i] want fish?"[/color]

[color=ff5c33]"I just said I don't care."[/color]

[color=ff0066]"Then we'll take some fish, please,"[/color] The bird chirped triumphantly at Xavier.

Kho sighed in concession, returning his attention to the Magus as well. [color=ff5c33]"Fish, then, if that's okay. Something light."[/color] Apologizing for his tutelary's actions seemed like an exercise in futility in front of Xavier, no matter how embarrassing. The man would surely see Teken make many more blunders over the course of Kho's apprenticeship and wasting his breath every time would just make him look incompetent. Still, he'd have to chide the falcon later on principle.
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