Lucas chuckled at Esera's response to his question. He followed he down the stairs behind it, it was almost sad, like watching a toddler chase after his mum through a grocery store in fear of getting lost.
"Yeah, but you love me." He pointed out. Sure without her he probably would have died in multiple ways before making it to his first class but he wasn't about to give her that satisfaction of hearing him admit it. "I mean, without me you'd never have any fun." He shook his head slightly at her cautiousness, they both knew full well that the campus was perfectly safe and that the idea of guards being with their charges was mainly just to get used to it and each other.
Mid-stride a figure appeared in his cloud of vision and seemed to be rapidly speeding toward him. He jerked backwards slightly and blinked at the 'attack' because unlike Esera, he was not used to people coming at him out of nowhere like that. Before he had time to really react, other than trying to get out of the way, both Es and the masked attacker were on the ground knives, well a knife and a wooden cut out, pressed to each other. Then out of nowhere, yet again appeared another figure, this time that of their headmistress.
watched as the pair squabbled over the results of what had apparently been just a test. "What the hell? That's not okay. I am a person, not a prop. You can't just go around attacking people as tests!" He exclaimed, clearly annoyed by the whole situation. But when the headmistress simply walked away, obviously not caring about his complaints, he refocused his attention to Esera. He reached a hand down toward her, taking her hand in his and lifting her off of the ground.
"How can you do that? Just talk about your own death so callously like that, like it wouldn't matter... "
Asher attempted to return Charlie's gaze, except in a more mocking fashion, but like Charlie was unable to make it look menacing with the grin creeping back onto his lips. "Ugh, I'm sorry. I know, it's awful." He said with a, slightly dramatic, groan.
His frown was soon replaced with a laugh. "Yeah, thank God. That would be awful. No, Freddie's got that one pretty much covered. I mean, he's kind of a dork but at least he's the one stuck dealing with all of that." He had always been fairly close with his brother and had never once envied the fact that Fred was the chosen heir. He was actually quite glad that it hadn't been him, he honestly just couldn't see himself as a prince. I mean really, Asher, a prince. As if, the boy wasn't very good at following a curfew or doing his schoolwork, imagine what he would do with a throne. He shuddered slightly at the thought. "Nations would fall if it had been us."
Another boy appeared aside the table. Asher nodded in greeting, he recognized him but couldn't quite put his finger on who exactly he was. He shrugged it off, he'd figure it out eventually. "No, go ahead." He said answering for Charlie. What did he care if the kid sat there, it made no difference to him, if he didn't someone else would later. Only seconds later another boy arrived, a prince,
his prince. But when he arrived he simply greeted the new boy, which didn't surprise Asher, he was always trying to meet everyone. "Oh good, you made it down. I though about coming to get you but I figured you'd survive the walk down on your own." He said to Alex, somewhat nonchalantly. He knew it was something he shouldn't do especially with everyone getting back from what not and school picking up again which usually meant live tests, but he didn't really care, both he and Alex enjoyed some personal space in the mornings.