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"Because... there is nothing like a snoop to uncover some know-how or who-hah that no one seems to have noticed. Afterall, there's no better spy than one who is merely another classmate taking a personal interest in making more friends." A finger was wagged as if he were in the middle of lecturing Cale, a lazy smile on his face. At least, Cristov knew he would have a decent partner in crime if they were to spy on everyone else. Afterall, what fun was it to record everything and have not a soul to share it with? He wasn't sure Kyri could count too well as his recording counterpart, though he had to admit she was an amazing artist in a way. Either way, he'd rather take up the scientist to play Watson to. On the recorder-pairing front, there were too many other possibilities to behold.

"Don't be terribly worried. Though, what did happen on the day before? I did manage to catch a glimpse, but a firsthand account will serve my records well." As if on cue, his tray was pushed a bit aside for the ink well and book to be set out on the tabletop, a keen eye turned to his newest - and first - addition as a friend of sorts. "From an outside perspective, perhaps I can empathize with the director-of-sorts and get your admonishment retracted. Afterall, it had to be a noble cause for one such as Master Townsend to be so disrupted and perturbed."

Head tilted as if in question on this fact, a brow raised. If he had come off too much like a scientist examining a specimen, he tried to rectify it with the slight smile on his face and a quirk of a brow. "I don't think you have room to worry. You'll surely be an amazing scientist and all, small outbursts will be forgotten. We all have them time to time. Believe me, if someone were to have spilled gravy on my lap, I would have been a lot worse than that small happenstance you had here last night. So, no worries."