#hello student

He sits himself on some fallen over and damaged rubble, one leg lifting to cross over the other as his hands settle in his lap. Surrounding them is a fallen city, debris of what he thinks might be a prior civilization left behind by occupants who no longer thrived across the land. A hurricane, maybe? Or perhaps something bigger, like a never ending title wave. Regardless, it didn’t matter. As he looks to whom had accompanied him, he offered a humored grin, which stretches so wide the side of a canine tooth is revealed. “So..Ruby,” His tone is humored, as if she told him a funny, fantastic joke. “I guess your issues about skipping school are no longer a concern. What are your next plans of action?”