"I tapped my abilitites when I became what I am." Answered Everto cryptically, after much thought. He could see that Lance had already turned from him, in order to ask the other boy what his abilities were. Everto himself was rather interested, but beyond that he was fast becoming bored with the conversation. He wanted something to happen. Of course, there was always the possibility of him showing them who was "boss", and what would happen to them if they caught him in a bad mood, but he was not necessarily trying to earn himself a reputation. No doubt that would happen itself soon enough. Mildly interested, in spite of himself, he asked a question of his own.
"So, where do you two come from?" The cold scarcasm was fast returning to his voice as he grew more and more weary of socialising. His eyes, which were before unreadable, slowly filled with cynicism and contempt. It wasn't that he disliked the two, exactly, it was simply that he was getting bored. He would no doubt find Lance's apparent sunny disposition annoying as the year wore on, and Renke's silence would probably also set him off on his bad days. And he tended to have a lot of bad days.
"So, where do you two come from?" The cold scarcasm was fast returning to his voice as he grew more and more weary of socialising. His eyes, which were before unreadable, slowly filled with cynicism and contempt. It wasn't that he disliked the two, exactly, it was simply that he was getting bored. He would no doubt find Lance's apparent sunny disposition annoying as the year wore on, and Renke's silence would probably also set him off on his bad days. And he tended to have a lot of bad days.