It has been a few days since you have received your schedule for the semester. You've already taken it upon yourself to walk the grounds to find the fastest ways to get from one class to the other. You take note that you're anxious , very anxious. Somehow the anxiousness stops before it really turns into stress. Which is a very good thing. The last thing you could possibly need is stress to add to your plate. Your metaphorical plate. Of everything needed besides stress. The campus was all too stress filled, and you planned on keeping yourself away from anything that could getting mixed up in it. It's the first week that everyone is supposed to be on campus and the office and courtyard was bustling with returnees' and freshman coming and going, switching their schedules as many times legally possible before the actual classes start on Monday.
Currently, your priority was not to change your classes, but to find out more of your room mate. Who was seemingly engrossed in an English Lit. volume of which was much past the level of any student his age. Maybe even, and quite possibly, much past a level of your own. After a moment, a few moments actually, you catch yourself staring at Cronus and look away. You see him look up in your peripheral and imagine his gaze. His hair was slicked back carefully a while ago, now however, his conscious hands have run through the carefully assorted style one too many times and gave it a perfectly messy appearance.
"Kankri." his voice was sing song, you've noticed that he always seemed to have a happy tone to his voice in the few conversations you've managed to keep going with him. You tilt your head up, looking forward to near any conversation opportunities with him, not knowing where the interest initially arrived from. Not minding it either.
"Yes?" you tried to sound not 'too' eager, but enough to let Ampora know that you wish to engage in this conversation.
"You are from this area, da?" Cronus usually corrects his dialect when he speaks with mixed languages, but a few days ago you told him not to worry about the little things. To make him feel more comfortable. The last thing you would want to do is make someone uncomfortable with their own language. That would be highly rude and inconsiderate, and you were not about to come off as either of those adjectives.
"Yes I am actually." you answer cheerfully, giving a friendly smile. He might be wondering where things are, and it would be advisable for you to get off of campus. Just to ensure that the contagiousness of the 'first week stress strike' wouldn't pull you under. Cronus smiled back. All too smug, warm, and casual at the same time. Ampora was nothing if not casual. In a good way of course. It made you feel at ease when he was around.
"Well, um, you already know that I'm new around here..." he offered a chuckle, raking back the messiness that had arisen on his head from when he tried 'fixing' it whilst reading. "Would it be too forward to ask for a tour? Or at least some pointers on where to get good coffee?" the quirks in his voice were nowhere near annoying. If anything they were charming! Not that you found another man charming. It was a mere mental compliment if anything.
"Of course it's not too forward. I was going to offer, actually. Seems you beat me to it socially. Not 'beat' beat, but erm...yes I'd be glad to assist you getting to know the surrounding area, Ampora." Okay that was bad. Should have just said okay and gotten along with it. You hope to god he didn't notice the social injustice you just committed. You fully expect him to look at you funny, or even laugh at you like you fooled up, but instead he smiles and nods.
"Really? That's very nice of you...spasibo." You were confused at the last bit, but assume that it means thank you. That or it's a hidden insult. You'll research it after you try your chance at making friends with Cronus.