"Nah, I'm good, I haven't had coffee for a few-" He yawned again and cut himself off. He didn't bother picking up the story again though. Nobody wanted to hear stories about coffee, and he couldn't blame them for that much. Putting himself in their shoes, he knew he'd have come to the same decision. All he wanted was some nice sun. A nice big window with some sunlight. It wasn't that he was a morning bird, but the sun's rays certainly gave him a boost. And unlike coffee, it wouldn't scorch his lungs until they were pitch black. He'd make it through the day somehow, it was just one day.<br/><br/>He had his jolt of excitement, as it turned out. The second he saw the professor of his homeroom, he was ecstatic. Of course, he didn't express it, but he was very excited. It was one of his kind, hell, it was better than one of his kind! He wondered about what it might be able to teach him. What heights he might be able to reach with the help of this mentor by his side. The odds that his first block was nature magiks was so small, but he was thrilled about it. Every morning he'd be able to look forward to learning more about himself and nature, it would be magnificent!<br/><br/>Of course, to the rest of the class, he just looked like another student. Another halfling, anyway.<br/><br/>He'd already had a good idea on what he'd write his paper on. He had to make a good impression on Professor Birchwood, he just had to. It'd be one thing to have a shaky relationship with a light magik or a healing magik teacher, but he was certain that he'd have to get along with Professor Birchwood. Who knew what he could possibly learn? He was so excited, he almost missed Hubert and Erika talking. He would have answered Hubert, but he would have come off as full of himself if he started rambling on and on about nature magiks. So far these people had been nice enough to him, he didn't want to leave a bad impression on to them.<br/><br/>Riley immediately searched around for a pen and paper and started writing when they returned to the dorms. It was only first year students, it seemed. It could be a good time to attempt to snag some connections or friends, whatever they preferred to be. Anyone could have a halfling as a 'connection' but not necessarily a friend. He understood that, but it was one step at a time. And before that, it was time to write. Riley began scribbling down his thoughts and knowledge, he was done pretty shorty.<br/><br/>If only it would be that easy for every magik.