It had been a mix of "Oh!" and a feeling of enlightenment the moment in which Darla had explained that Kurogane was in fact a wild animal. A wolf. Or some humanoid gifted with some powers that made him look like one. Darla did mention something about shooting at animals and making trophies out of them, and it being a fun thing. Al wasn't fully convinced, it did seem like a mean thing to do. Then again he did like to eat meat. To Al it all sounded fascinating, seeing all these different people interact, but he was too preoccupied in smiling and jumping with his very being on being handed an expensive looking card.
"T-t-thank you? Thank y-you! THANK YOU! I am going to m-make a s-s-s-song about you! In memorial of your generousity!" Al proclaimed before he allowed himself to shut up so he could calmly assess the situation.
'One million?! One million rhean- I am rich! Rich rich rich! I can buy so much food! Oh my gods, oh my gods! I need to calm down before I start to choke!' The young boy began to breathe quickly, as if he was having a panic attack, but managing to avert it in the last second. He finished the almost-seizure with a deep inhale. Did the wolf-guy say something while he was preoccupied not passing out from joy? It must have been something important. Because Kurogane's paws... hands... found themselves grabbing Al's neck in a not so friendly manner. The wolf boy then began to threaten the young artist who could do nothing but try to not get choked out at the spot, grabbing unto Kurogane's arms momentarily.
So this was it huh? This was how he was going to die? Like all famous artists he would end up dying so young. Like hell he would! He had so much to live for. There were fun parties to go to, great food to eat and nice beats to listen to. Before he could make up his mind if he was going to have to electrocute the now seemingly feral wolf, Lambda had managed to slip in to calm the ferocious wolf-person down. Odd. Al couldn't help but feel calmer all of a sudden himself. Was it the air slowly being sucked out of him? Perhaps dying wasn't so scary after all, just like a really long nap. He felt calm. Relaxed. And then he had been let down back to the ground.
Had he died? No. He pinched his own arm to test. He was still alive. Not to mention he could hear both Kurogane and Lambda talking. He felt really sleepy all of a sudden, but happy. To such a degree he had trouble following the conversation up until the point Lambda was introducing himself, right after Kurogane had left for the upper floors of the library.
"Uhh..ahahah..." Al laughed in an uncertain manner, he wasn't as nervous as before, but he still felt awkward about the whole situation. Still he felt good now. With the money he had gotten from the generous AND RICH young lady. He could send help to his family and finally get them to Rhea so they could all live peacefully with a ton of food. He knew for certain that doing the good and right thing was also apparently the most profitable.
Now nothing could get into his way of having a chill-life. He already knew what he was going to do with the money today. Food! Drinks! Sweets! Test EVERYTHING. He pondered for a moment if he was going to share some of the money with his manager who had helped him so much. But that was thoughts meant for later. His far-distance gaze went back to the present and to Lambda. "Don't mention it! I was glad to help! That'll teach that pervert to respect the ladies! Pleased to make your aqq- accui?" Al begun to speak to the slightly older boy, but he was stopped by not finding the right word. So much for trying to sound elegant.
"I mean, pleased to meet you! My name is Alrune Ihadugram Al-Zardun Dimekshia nu Karzanoon. But you can just call me Al. I.. uhm... I am not part of any school yet. But I do intend to join Mephisto's School for the Wickedly Inclined. Because it's wicked! And I am totally inclined to believe it! Cool names like that are.. uh.. cool? Besides alot of people I meet speak fondly of it." Al beamed a broad smile and then began to ponder on just what people had said about it.
"If you want something you can just take it!" Al said in a mimicked voice of an older student. "That sort of thing. I mean who doesn't like free stuff? Imagine the parties with all the free-food samples! Does St Laurel's have some benefits?" He asked Lambda in a ponderous manner, his chin neatly cupped by his own hand.