Oh, he was being given a little twirl show? He smiled at the sight, nodding. He might not be able to make any use out of the fact that her skirt flew higher when she turned around like that, what with his close proximity to her and the difference in height between the two, but it did speak a lot more about her sudden change in attitude. Almost eerily sudden. But it was what it was, and he couldn't deny feeling nice about it. He wasn't being regarded as weird despite the looks his horse half had got from her on their first meeting. "It is very nice", he commented, intentionally taking a longer look at her cleavage as it was so openly presented before him and showing her a bit of a smirk.<br/><br/>But when it finally came to walking her, it was like she was waving signals at her to just try and take a huge leap of a head start for the course they'd be attending just now, with how she giggled about him being cute, how she leaned into his hand and he could swear she also leaned towards his main body. If he wasn't mistaken, her hand was occasionally on the side of his horse-shoulder, but that wasn't something he'd be checking with his eyes. He'd just have to assume he was right about that and feel the heat rising beneath his clothing. He'd hardly done anything, or had he? He didn't miss those long glances she took at his muscles every here and there, the look in her eyes even then looking like she'd have to be wiping off drool if she kept looking for longer than she did. Maybe he had done something. Maybe he had been doing that something for a long time, even if everyone kept saying it would only win him gym bros.<br/><br/>But the sighting of the professor for this class didn't fill him with as much confidence, not at all. It wasn't the first time he had to deal with Dragul, and it never worked out between the two. The vampire seemed to have a habit of putting all the credit of Lawrence's achievements to the other Lawrence he often worked with. And sure, Paluat was by far the more academically gifted of the two, but that didn't mean that he couldn't do well on his lonesome. So he was more than ready to prove him wrong yet again, even if he would not truly accept it like he never had. Lawrence's honest guess was that the man was jealous. It was difficult to imagine, a creature as regal and posh as a vampire simmering in anger about never being able to display gains as abundant as his, but what other reason had the professor to keep him under his eye all the time like that? If he assumed he was cheating, he should have learnt in these many years that no, that just wasn't the case. No proof ever surfaced since there was none to be found! And it certainly hadn't helped that he'd played down Lori's quality too. She was his friend! The centaur grit his teeth together and balled his right hand into a fist, the many muscles of his forearm bulging slightly while he covered the hand itself with his left. No outbursts here. Class was in session. He'd just have to deal with it.<br/><br/>Yet it was still strange to see that Lori was so soon put into trance, his eyes widening slightly at the task description just as well. And there he was once more, mocking his ability and her state after the night Hugh had described. Well, he might not know the full picture but Lawrence still thought he was being unreasonable. And so when the first monster was called forth, it was him who would advance. He needed no hints from others. He needed no condescending talk from the professor. He'd do it and show just about everyone that he could do it. If it failed, then so be it. But damn him if he did not make an honest attempt at shedding the reputation that the professor was trying to build on him in front of the class!<br/><br/>He moved closer to Lori, and the young woman was freed from her trance. He circled around her without saying a word at first, moving past her from her right, turning in a wide arc behind her and settling next to her on her left, them both facing the same way. He was close to her, his horse half rubbing against her arm, letting her feel some more of that muscle mass of his. "I do really like that outfit of yours, Lori. You know why? It really shows off some good parts about you", he gave her a compliment he thought might work somewhere. And since she evidently liked being close up to him, or so the hallway had suggested anyway, he bumped her a little with his flank. "It could be better if I could see more of the fun things though." He moved onward some more, blocking the line of sight from the other student gallery without doing the same for the professor. He had to be the judge of this after all. "Could you show me? It's not like you'd need the shirt much since I'm so warm right?" would make the actual move of his approach with these words were she to appear receptive to the former advances. If not, well, then he'd have to think fast.