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Jeph glanced at the ivy out of the corner of his eye, but said nothing. In his mind, if you showed interest in anything, you also showed weakness, which was completely unacceptable. He shook is head, and glanced down at Yoshimi, who merely laid on his bag with her eyes closed. "Lazy lizard." He thought, reaching down and stroking the top of her head with the back of his hand. Yoshimi responded be lightly leaning up towards his hand. Jeph smiled, then began following Ms. MacLeod through the halls. He glanced around with an unimpressed expression, though he was, in fact, impressed. Having come from a small town in Florida, where Spanish architecture was the norm, any building without arched hallways was infinitely interesting to him. The internal policing against the act of showing interest, however, made him merely appear aloof and distant. He clasped his hands behind his back, and continued to follow the group, only barely registering the fact that Ms. MacLeod spoke at all.