The Daily Grind

The biting sarcasm in Akarina's voice only made Nix chuckle as it, again, washed over him like water. It didn't sting like it usually would. "Whoa. Sharp tongue there, mi - um, Akarina. Y'know, you've got some sorta snap to ya - are you like this with everyone?" He chuckled.
"Anyways. Sure, I'll help you around the school, find classes, whatever ya need. Although - " and here Nix snapped his fingers, expecting a bright orange flame to appear - and so it did - "I'm just a little spitfire here, so bear with me, yeah? I may be hot on the trail of the master's in magic studies.... but uh, heh. I'm kind of a doof in terms f' actual common sense. Yeaaah. Anyways. Uhm, you said somethin' about General Studies? That's not far from the Magical Studies Department. I can walk ya there, if you want."

"Never said I was breathtaking. Now that I think it, yeah. I pretty much am." More chuckling, as his inner self cackled. Him, breathtaking? That was certainly a lie on his part. And, to elaborate, could his mind start off with - ?
He nixed the thought immediately. Nope. No. Not gonna deal with that. Nope. Not today. "Glad to hear it's appreciated. At least someone appreciates me, yeah?"
... And then he realized her pun, grinning. "Ohhhh, you did NOT. I'm the Dragonmaster of Puns, Akarina. You better not start a pun war." A raised eyebrow, a smirk. it was clear -
This was the face of an annoying little shit.

Nix exaggerated his facial expressions, giving her a wide-eyed stare, mouth open in mock surprise. "You mean to tell me I don't look like a dragon?? C'mon! I totally look like a DragonMaster! Duel with me, Akarina!" And he burst into a t-pose, arms extended wide, offering a good look at his silly act. "I AM the DragonMaster Nix!" More flames lit on the ends of his fingers as he wiggled them in the air. "Prepare for trouble!"
As far as he'd experienced, that ol' trick made people laugh. And, really, to see this grumpy feathergirl smile was all he wanted - then he'd go on showing her around. Almost laughing himself, Nix continued this goofy pose... until he couldn't hold it anymore and fell backwards, onto his back.

AHA! There it was - the fleeting laugh he'd been looking for. Proof that Akarina wasn't all grumpiness and sass. Triumphantly (although rather winded), he grinned, trying to muster up the air needed to actually say something.
"Oof."
Okaaaay, something OTHER than oof. His voice came out a little hoarse - the fall really had knocked the wind out of him.
"So she does laugh. A miracle has just been spotted." he remarked lazily. He was going to get up... juuuuust not that instant. "Gimme a sec to catch some air, and then we're good."

Nix, stifling a laugh, shook his head. "Cyrstal clear. But uh, yeah. Should be good on my own, thanks. I'm one robust DragonMaster." He tapped his chest and smirked. "As you can probably tell." Nah, said his inner voice automatically - you look like shit. After a few seconds, he sprung himself up, dusting himself off, and sighed. "Welp. That's that. Nice wings by the way - very feather- y. I'd rather not break 'em. They're real nice-lookin'." With this, he took from out of his bag a little thermos, and unscrewing the cap, he glanced at Akarina. "Say, Akarina, you a fan of coffee?"