SHE RISES from her crouched positioned to sit on her knees, hands positioned over her knees as she looks at him. He seems to be a tad more comfortable than before, his body language more relaxed ( though that’s perhaps due to the fact he has his books back ).
❝ ——— IS THAT so ? I g-guess I was close on the scholar id-d-dea, then. ❞
SHE LAUGHS to herself, holding out a hand towards the other.
❝ ——— YOU MUST be p-pretty smart then. I’m N-Nova. You don’t look like you’re from around here ? ❞
“Thank you for saying so.” A lot of thank you’s today... but it’s only fair. She’s complimenting him ( being associated as a scholar is nice also, he might use that later ) and helping him up after all. Mitsuru pauses momentarily before using Nova’s hand to pull himself up onto his feet. “Oh... Mhm. I’m visiting from Hoenn. Only for a week though.” He sounds disappointed about that but focuses his attention on getting his bag straps over his shoulders.
“That must mean you live here, don’t you? Ah, excuse me, that was backwards. I’m Mitsuru. Nice to meet you, Nova.” Though he’s behaving in his usual mellow and polite sort of way he’s actually interested. A lot of the time it’s hard to strike up a conversation with someone new ( without throwing a Pokemon battle in their face ) and then making friends is a whole other ballpark.








