“Yes, that would be lovely.” he answered her inquiry with a bright smile. Fabrice was truly excited to be in a new Institution; in a way, it really felt like an adventure– well, of a tame sort.
“How long have you been living in this particular Institute?” he asked innocently, at the moment, not considering that she might not have even been born in this country; though that possibility seemed rather unlikely in his mind.
“Do you remember the Dark War?” she questioned. Well, it was almost a stupid question to ask as most Shadowhunters around her age remembered it, unless their family had decided not to join the Clave, but even then most learned about it in the studies now. But still, the topic was still a touchy subject for her at times.
She continued to led him down a corridor towards the direction of the kitchen. Not bothering to look back to make sure he was able to keep up with her. “I’ve been here ever since it ended. Doesn’t sound interesting I’m sure.”
