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The blush returned to Teej's features at the teasing from Erryn, finding he may as well get used to such occurrences happening. Usually, when someone found they could fluster the poor boy so easily, it became a game to do so. “Ah, it's okay. I didn't mean it like that. I mean, I meant it, but not in that kind of way. Like, an observation,” he tried to explain, assuming he was being teased, but not wanting to appear rude. He listened to the explanation of Erryn's desire to experience technology and machinery, despite the pain it would probably cause him. He nodded once, relaxing again. “All right. Then I'll help you. I can show you how to dismantle things and teach you what does what. Be if it hurts too much, we have to stop,” he stipulated. It wasn't hard to get Teej to do things, even those he was wary about. So was his desire to please. At least in Erryn's case, he saw the logic in his words.

Before Teej could even attempt the sign, Cusinth explained it's real meaning, causing the youth to widen his eyes a bit and look at Erryn. “Aw, man. You'd do that to me?” he asked in mock hurt, downplaying it as best he could so as not to get flustered. He grinned to show his teasing and turned to Cusinth with a nod. “I'd like to learn. I'll make time in my schedule so you can teach me. We can talk about it later.” He was excited by the prospect of learning a new language, knowing only the one he was speaking now. It could almost be like speaking in code, a childish fantasy he always thought to be fun.

“Oh, that's cool. I mean, everything. Using your magic for good, making sure people don't break the law, having a King Cheetah's spirit inside you,” he said in awe, his green eyes bright in intrigue and excitement. So many new people with so many stories, origins, and beings. And he was more than happy to listen to anyone who wished to share them with him.

As he stood, deciding perhaps they should head out the door, Fallon approached and his grinned down at her. “Hi, Fallon!” he greeted as Erryn and Cusinth introduced themselves to her. He thought about the club, and how crowded it would be. He wasn't the most confident dancer, but if they wanted him to go, then he would. “Yeah, I'll come too,” he agreed, following along dutifully toward the dorms, trying to remember the way. “I have to unpack too anyway. Maybe my roommate showed up while we were at the ceremony,” he suggested, perching his bag over one shoulder and holding onto the strap tightly.