"I shall guard the house, Master!" the Nekojin yelled as Rylie pulled Kratos along. "Very well." Kratos responded, frowning a bit at what he considered disrespect as Rylie pulled him along.<br/><br/>As Kratos got into the car, he looked thoughtfully out the passenger window "Hmmm... What are you studying in these classes?" He asked. "It may be beneficial for us both if I pose as a student there. I could learn about the changes over the last 3000 or so years..." when he saw the look he was getting he quickly said, "I'm not really that old. it was suspended animation magic that was cast and bound me in a military base that forced me to kil- to mur- to strang- to get rid o- well screw it. the point is in reality I'm not three thousand years old."<br/><br/>He turned toward the window again, obviously frustrated for letting that slip up happen.