[center][h3]Reginald von Afah[/h3][/center]
Though he had on some level expected that his reputation and status would draw the attention of others, one of the few things that Reginald did [i]not[/i] expect was being accosted by a girl who was notably shorter than he was—moreso than most of the other students attending the academy, at least. Of course, that combination of height and hair in particular made it rather straightforward to discern who it was that was calling out to him—doubly so when he had heard a nickname being called rather than any sort of title.

"Lady Elastasia," he said, half as a response to her call and half as a reminder to himself as to her identity. "I apologize, but I do not think I have..."

It was at this point that Reginald slowly trailed off, the young man slowing his stride for a moment as he searched his recent memories. The brother in question was rather short as far as people went, and though he had for the most part brushed over most of the new students in his earlier scan, there [i]did[/i] seem to be something or some[i]one[/i] moving through the sea of students in a bit of a rush earlier.

"...No, I misspoke. It is quite possible that he was among the first to leave once the opening address had concluded," Reginald corrected himself (though never actually stopping as he continued towards the marketplace). "I saw a few students being pushed aside earlier by someone too short to see properly, so it is quite possible that he might have been in a rush to find you as well. Is it possible that he had presumed you would be elsewhere instead?"

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The sudden scream that had escaped from Anne's mouth had indeed managed to catch the Crown Prince off guard, but (in classic [i]ikemen[/i] fashion) the young man simply smiled and nodded after the young woman agreed to his suggestion. Soon enough, the two students were carrying the unconscious Noctis off the courtyard and into the main school building. Large and grand though it was, the Prince seemed to have no trouble finding his way through (and even going so far as to help give a mini-tour on the way to the nurse's office).

Compared to how it was laid out within the game, Starveil Academy was [i]far[/i] larger in person—sort of a given, of course, seeing as how it had to accommodate so many more students than were usually shown on screen—which meant that the walk over was far longer than a simple menu navigation would have taken. If that fact—and the fact that she was so close to Christopher—had shaken Anne, though, the Prince seemed to not take notice.

Or maybe he had and was simply not showing those feelings as much. Who could tell?

But soon enough, the group had arrived at the nurse's office; a quick knock at the door soon opened, and out came an older woman wearing a white coat.

"Is there a... Oh."

It didn't take long at all before the nurse's gaze fell upon the unconscious Noctis, and without any sort of fanfare she ushered the three in before laying the patient in question onto one of the nearby beds.

"Was there any sort of injury?" she asked, to which Christopher simply shook his head no.

"Not as far as I'm aware, no," the prince replied, shaking his head before turning briefly towards Anne for confirmation. "It is quite possible that his nerves got to him, but I'm not sure that'd be enough for him to lose consciousness..."

"You'd be surprised," the nurse replied, a smile on her face as she turned towards the young man lying down on the bed. "My assistant Johan was also a bit squeamish when he first started helping me out. It was so bad that the sight of blood would've made his soul leave his body!"

The nurse let out a small laugh here before shaking her head.

"Of course, I can handle things from here—unless you're worried about this young man, of course?"

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