[slightest sigh-and-smile.]
[he might only have just arrived, but work already seems to be kicking into high gear. he's only had enough time to dump his bags at the apartment and leave almost immediately thereafter, as classes have already started and his files need to go in as soon as possible, so he's trying to catch the office to submit it before it closes. it's for the best, after all.]
[...or it would be, if he could actually find the office. shaking his own head slightly at himself. on paper, it looked amazingly easy to find, but perhaps his own disorientation has got him turned around. it would serve him right for not resting.]
[well, there's nothing to be gained by chastising himself now. looking left, looking right, and stepping forward confidently and plucking the sleeve of the friendliest-looking option.] Excuse me... Sorry for the trouble-- [inclining his head a little--] but could you tell me where the administration office is...? I seem to have gotten myself turned around. [voice is quiet and well-modulated, and his speech is surprisingly formal.]
