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Watching as the group gladly interacted with his temporary enemy, Domakeo had finally come to the realisation of the large-hatted man's true role in this area. He was merely a teacher, an individual who lived to pass his vast knowledge onto the younger ones for them to learn and develop themselves; it was means to increase an understanding of any subject exponentially. That's not all, as a Shaki'lyu, Domakeo had been raised as nobility, but also as one in touch with the culture of the common people. With one of the main parts of the culture being a high respect for those who teach, those who spend their life enlightening others.

And so, once the other students had finished approaching the man, Domakeo raised to his feet and wondered over to him. Of course, an expression of annoyance was spread across his face as he did so, growing even more sour once he had finally filed a request. "Since you're offering. I'd like to gain your assistance in gaining control over my node." He started off, giving a small Shaki'lyu bow (a nod of the head and a small tap on his chest). "But I'd mostly like to develop my own technique, as an irregular. I need to prove that I am one."