Alavin - Dining Hall
Wincing, Alavin sighed inwardly. He'd hoped to defuse the situation before that happened. He watched Elise curl in on herself, her wings coming in to wrap herself in feathers, her glare molten. Perhaps there was something in what the Borderman-Valdric-had said. Alavin had heard rumours beyond the Verdanthome of the Beastmen's cruel fate and indeed their creation, but he'd never known whether or not to believe it. He'd thought that surely they had been exaggerating. But given Elise's reaction, perhaps the rumours he'd heard barely even scratched the surface.
The silence stretched as Alavin thought through the implications of this. He needed to make himself aware of all the happenings outside the Verdanthome-try as he might, by the time a lot of information made it back home, it was filtered through the eyes and ears of soldiers, scouts, politicians, and historians. The facts weren't always to be trusted.
"Well as I said, let's hope that it never has to come to that." He hesitated, unsure if touching was allowed right now, but decided a gentle squeeze of the shoulder couldn't be unwelcome. Elise certainly didn't seem like she was ready to be comforted right now. She was angry, and anger was not to be soothed with kind words.
Alavin nodded to Valdric. "I'm Alavin. Summoning school. And yourself?"
As the older students returned to the table, now dripping with sweat and holding a wastelander baby-Alavin resolved not to ask-he nodded at them. The boy let out a stream of words without stopping for breath, and Alavin smiled gently, letting him fill the silence. He decided to move the conversation along onto happier topics, where Elise could hopefully feel comfortable enough to re-join them. He reached across the table to offer a handshake. "We could hardly miss you when we don't even know your names, could we?" He gave a charming grin, flashing his white teeth, his eyes staring straight into the other boy's. He was younger than Alavin was, thin, and gangly, but he seemed more confident than he was awkward while he was around them, though Alavin suspected that in different company, he would trip over his words a little more frequently. Alavin decided he liked him. "As I just said to our friend Valdric, I'm Alavin, of the summoning school." He moved his gaze to include the smaller girl with the wolf ears who had vanished so quickly before, now holding a small child. "I'm glad to have met you both if you can keep us posted about potential incinerations," he laughed. "Anyone we should worry about?"