<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px"><b><i>Dream Field Arena - Duelist Waiting Room, New Domino City, May 10th, 8:37 AM<br/>
</i></b></span>​</div><br/><br/>Kaden thought the other male's response to be funny, in a away. For what would appear to be a masculine male, the response was rather childish.<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">When was the last time someone asked you politely to borrow their property back?</span></i>He thought to himself, failing to feel the usual insecurity he'd expect when someone was acting that way. Part of him wanted to say something cheeky, like thanking him for realizing she was his property. However, Kaden was still getting used to his very recent changes and missed his timing as the cute girl started to make her way from the group. Before he followed her, Kaden had to give the blond eccentric male a pause and a look.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"Uhm. He has green hair, some stud-stones beneath one of his eyes, and a thin choker around his neck. If you really want to find him, I wouldn't have the faintest clue on where to start looking."</span>Somehow, the truth was just so easy to raddle off now, especially for this blond man before him. For just a brief moment, he rather enjoyed not being forced to lie. Slowly, but surely, his past life was going to drift off until he couldn't remember much of it anymore. Without wasting another moment with the other two guys, the seemingly annoyed one that already started walking away and the curious but interesting blond, Kaden turned to follow the smaller girl duelist.<br/><br/>When she came to a stop, he stood closer to her than before. His dark hair seemingly glowing under the lobby room's light, His golden eyes vying to keep some sort of eye contact going with the smaller girl. She was very young, which might have lead to her mistake in getting caught looking at him earlier. Normally, a glance or two, here and there, was normal. The buzz that Kaden found in his chest had him wondering if she had deeper motives to the glances. After all, he was rather stunning after his visit with the green haired stylist.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"He wasn't all that scary, was he?"</span>Kaden teased a little, his smile softening.<br/><br/>To give her a moment to breathe and regather her focus, Kaden slipped his eyes off of her face to scan the room. He considered the possibility that this crippling shyness could be a product of the room being full of so many bold and confident duelists. Was she this shy in her everyday life? Kaden had to wonder what sort of upbringing would create such a lack of confidence. Old Kaden's perfect world would have all young people be social butterflies, how else would people come to understand each other? And here he was now, a sick sense of greed surging in his chest as he mentally undresses such a shy and younger girl.<br/><br/>At this realization, he should be ashamed. Kaden couldn't be more excited, quite the opposite of being embarrassed or guilty.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"Are you here with any friends? I can't imagine they'd leave you alone in a room with so many opportunistic men."</span>