[h2][color=5C5252]Signar Wayland[/color][/h2][hr]Laughing heartily along with Julian’s enthusiasm, Signar clapped the blonde’s shoulder a few times. With the difference between the two of them, he probably should have held back a bit as each clap felt like it might have compressed Julian’s spine a bit! Maybe it would help if he thought of it as training? Surely he’d go through worse with the Knight’s strenuous curriculum!

If he noticed the slip up, Signar made no comment about it and simply nodded instead. [color=5C5252]“Aye. It’s quite the strange group we’ve found ourselves in,”[/color] he mused as he reached up and rubbed the stubble on his chin. The disparity between the highs and lows of the 13th squad was quite stark, even if he merely judged it from a Valeforian perspective. Maybe they thought that the presence of talent would help pull up those that needed the extra training?

The reasoning of the Knight Commanders was beyond Signar though, and he didn’t dwell on the possibilities for long. The arrival of their newly appointed Captain helped to cut those musings even shorter and he met Rossweine’s gaze as the prince addressed him. Certainly, it didn’t seem like he was looking for a conversation so much as he was making himself known to those under his command. Nonetheless, Signar gave a polite nod to Rossweine as the prince finished. [color=5C5252]“Of course, whenever you have the time.”[/color]

Even if he hadn’t bothered to glance down at the blonde, Signar certainly heard Julian’s somewhat flustered response. That was probably the normal reaction at being addressed by a member of royalty, but it just didn’t really click for him. While Rossweine didn’t seem to mind Signar’s lax response though, he knew that others probably wouldn’t feel the same. A Valeforian treating one of the country’s royal scions so casually? He could imagine the fit some people who were too big on appearances might just throw. [color=5C5252][i]‘Just treat him like a client,’[/i][/color] he thought to himself. Framed in that sense, it made a bit more sense to be put on a more professional demeanour when dealing with the prince.

With a heavy sigh, Signar glanced down and met Julian’s gaze before he looked back up and watched as Rossweine called over and addressed another of their peers. The name came as something of a surprise for him though! Another Valeforian craftsman? What were the odds of that? He knew of the Ferros and their work when it came to alchemy, but the exact specifics of Zenshin’s circumstances weren’t something he knew. He had heard there was a genius among this generation from them though, so perhaps this was an attempt to escape their shadow? Whatever the case might be, Signar would have to find out if the other man had any skills as an alchemist. It would definitely be a boon to his own work if Zenshin was able to produce certain reagents and refiners.

[color=5C5252]“Well, he certainly has a way with words,”[/color] Signar remarked as Zenshin’s confidence soared with little more than some eloquent encouragement from the squad’s captain. [color=5C5252]“It’ll probably mean more eyes on our squad than usual, but you could always think of it as a chance to make a name for yourself. Maybe something better than Sand Sprout?[/color]” Chuckling a bit, Signar was almost certain that terrible nickname would at least get a rise from Julian. With the general aim of the group being steered towards the barracks now that Rossweine had spoken with most of the members, he supposed it was time to get a move on as well.

[color=5C5252]“Let’s get going, eh? The sooner we’re done settling ourselves in, the sooner we can see what sort of food they’re gonna be feeding us.”[/color] The sandwich might have served as a delicious meal for Julian, but Signar needed a bit more than just that to have his fill!