"I may take you up on that offer, miss, I'm afraid I didn't get much sleep," he replied, petting one of the animals as he let out a yawn. He observed the blonde farm girl and offered his hand to shake, haven't not had a proper introduction. "I'm glad I won't be the only farming folk in this school." Llyr looked around, glancing at the other students in his line of sight, most seemed like trained fighter or simply a higher class than him. While he had experience with a weapon, particularly fighting off thieves with sharp garden tools, he in no way call himself a fighter. Not just yet at least.<br/>"Hopefully we can help each other feel less homesick." he added with a wink.