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[ratherbelegion]

Can't really say as I minded that curse.

Everyone properly dressed and back to normal now, I take it? Weird thing to be the only one frittering about my business at the 'hub.

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[ratherbelegion]

Not the whole day! I'm not some sort of perverted delinquent, Calderon.

... Cup cookies, you say.

[ratherbelegion]

Well that just goes to show, you can't always trust your instincts.

...

Even I know that by now. Nobody tried to kill you for it?

[ratherbelegion]

I'll admit, yours are sharper than most.

Did you write everything down? And who's this Mohinder fellow?

[ratherbelegion]

... Well, I barely know this version of you, now do I?

Oh? He can't be all bad, then. Claire's a decent sort.

...

Hold on. There's a school?

[ratherbelegion]

Bringing beautiful women breakfast in bed is a perfectly noble cause, I will have you know.

... Oh?

You gonna sign up, Calderon? I doubt they teach the same as what's at the Academy.

[ratherbelegion]

... There's nothing wrong with being naked, Calderon, just wait until you and K-- Copious, I meant, groups of young women. Uh. Get together. In that sense.

You're probably the better candidate to talk to her about it than I am. I'm not so good with... that type of thing.

... True. You'll excuse me if I avoid it.

[ratherbelegion]

All over the Academy, honestly.

... Good luck about that, Calderon.

...Almost ten years difference, almost ten years difference-- - Fun? You are, beg pardon sir, out of your bloody mind.

[ratherbelegion]

Nope. Watch out for twins.

... It's... honestly Calderon. It's class. I used to spend my lessons practicing my Earthcrafting on pretty women.