[ Stop laughing... you're going to make him sulk and be bitchy.

Aoi sighs, reluctantly speaking up. ] I signed up with the scholars so I could study the languages here. I went to school to learn a number of languages, but it's not like I need those.

[ He has a feeling this guy was going to rib him some more. Ali seemed like the bully type, but it didn't off-put Aoi too much. Aoi is active and fit, but at his core he was an intellectual and could probably serve his use better if he had access to information. He wouldn't necessarily consider himself a fighter, either. Despite his training, he hated carrying a gun around with him and avoided it at all costs. He depended on his power to pull him through his missions, yet it still had its limits and it didn't even exist here. ]

[ He treads through the dirt as he slinks closer to the stocks and away from Ali. It wasn't intentional on his part, but for some reason he finds himself drawn to the pathway of dirt. It's dark and shrouded, but looking Ali's way, it's easier to see him under the reflection of the night sky. ]