Valentine kept his bag close to him, even when one of the servants had not so subtly tried to take it from him to put it with the other luggage. Val took one of the window seats, not far from Annie. He got motion sick if he wasn't near one, ever since he was little he had always gotten sick whenever in something that had wheels and moved.<br/>He turned his head as Annie began talking to Lady Astrea, the noblewoman who had more than likely demanded to come along. Val wasn't entirely sure of the details of the entire thing, but if nobles were good at anything- it was demanding things.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">"Yeah, Lady Astrea, I heard about that too. Viscountess, huh? Even fancier than Baroness. Did you inherit the title?"</span><br/>Val silently wondered if his question was rude, there wasn't any need for him to pry into this lady's life, even if it was public knowledge to most people.<br/><i>Oh well, if we're going to be students together, it's best if we know as much as we can. </i>Quickly, Val swiped a pastry off of the plate laid out for the students, covering his face in pastry flakes and blueberry filling.<i>Oh my god, I want twenty. This is the best damn pastry I've ever eaten in my entire life.</i><br/>He took two more off the plate, watching Lady Astrea in case she saw.