Braum looked at her and shrugged. "After school? I dont got plans, so sure." He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a slight hug, their faces came close and he was able to smell the faint scent of smoke for just a quick moment. His face contorted and he pulled away. He had known that her mother smoked, but not her. From what Braum knew she hated smoking, so he wrote it off as his imagination. Braum looked about the class room.
Braum stared at his hand, could he really become a death scythe? He was hardly the most interesting weapon, and he was to cocky for his own good. He shook his head. He looked over at Brinne "I probably dont have what it takes to become a death scythe.."He stared at the ground, then looked at her. "Not without a good partner, so uh...Make us look good." He chuckled and smiled at the girl. He truly was looking forward to practice, so he could strut his stuff once more. He just wanted to look good for the ladies, and Brinne.
He noticed a group of super cute girls as they enter the room. "Now that were partners and stuff, and you dont have to worry about me being stolen or something, I guess I can go...That way?"He pointed to the girls as they talked in the front of the class room. His eyes on the middle one, the look in his eyes was one of a stupid greedy dog. It was almost like he was in a trance. "And uh...Mingle? Since were all best buds again." He chuckled nervously, not wanting to make her cry. He looked directly in her eyes with his bright green, lustful gaze that might have given off the wrong impression.