Ijemaru listened quietly as the boy talked. It seemed his side effects were headaches and irritability. That was similar to himself, but while it sounded like the boy had irritability in the form of battle lust, Ijemaru had it as more of a sadism. They were slightly similar, but very different.<br/><br/>It seemed that the boy agreed to behave, so the Elite gave a slight flick of his wrist. It wasn't very dramatic. The threads just sort of flickered and dissipated, as though they'd never been there. Of course, it wouldn't do to have the boy become irritable again from being tied down, but he was not leaving this room until the white-haired hunter said so.<br/><br/>Ijemaru leaned back slightly in his chair. He saw it safe to do so now that smoke wasn't blowing down at him anymore. Damn that was annoying. "Well, I suppose it's time for some introductions," he said. "My name is Ijemaru Hisuka. I'm a graduated student of this academy." He decided to leave out the fact that he was an Elite Hunter. It wasn't necessary for the boy to know and the title occasionally drew in<span style="font-style: italic">unwanted</span>attention.