Kinjo placed a hand on the image of his tiger. He lightly traced her with his fingertips. He then picked up the image and slipped it back into his kimono. He lightly played with the tray. He wasn't used to such rough edged trays. He looked at the male when he spoke. "Nice to meet you." he said softly. Placing his elbow on the table and put his chin into his palm. He watched the guy drawing. The guy had skill. All he could do was animate someone like in a Japanese anime. He shrugged a bit. "I am a stranger in American lands." he said. At times his voice broke as if the English was a bit of a struggle for him. It was in a way. He was not used to solely speaking English. "Oni have black eyes but you do not seem evil like an oni." He said softly. His words never more than more whispers making the caress seem almost loverlike in a way. He blinked a bit. "I am not sure why they kept talking to me. I made no indication I was paying them the slightest attention." He then stopped talking. Blushing rose petal pink across the tops of his cheeks. This was the most he had talked to people he didn't know in a long time. He just did not feel uneasy around this male for some reason. Whatever that reason may be he was talking but shyly. "If you would like. I do not have any friends in America." He looked down. "Minus Soria. She is not human though." He didn't divulge further information on Soria but the way he said her name indicated she was very precious and important to him. He looked at the male curiously. Why was he talking with him? Why did there seem such a mysterious aura around him? He wondered what he would think of his huge white tiger Soria. He looked down again. It was almost time for his last class. He wasn't sure how much he wanted to be working in a classroom like this. The doors opened differently. He knew how to use them but they just didn't slide open. They swung open. He tapped his chin thoughtfully. Thinking to himself. He didn't think that Jason would be friends with him. The man gave off the popular aura. He was a shy guy who just liked to be invisible. He didn't like too much attention on him. Why would the guy want to be friends with him? He almost sighed at his line of thinking. Yet didn't. He managed not to do so. He looked at the clock again. Five minutes. Time moved really slow yet he was glad for a conversation of some sort with the guy across from him.