Nathaniel let out a sigh of relief as the Teacher decided to let them off the hook and walked away.  Though he couldn’t help but pale a bit for the way she said that the kitty would get punishment.  Just the way she said it made Nate think that he wouldn’t want to be Kat when she stayed after class.<span style="color: seagreen">“Sorry I didn’t get it delayed indefinitely.  But I at least don’t think she would eat a student…”</span>hopefully he was right about that guess.  But their teacher was a dragon… could they actually.   With that he walked along with Kat towards the dorms.  At least he was trying to comfort her when she mentioned writing here will.<span style="color: seagreen">“But if it comes to that, I think you can think of something good.”</span><br/><br/>Then came the sudden words from the male demon.  Those words got a glare from Nate as the demon walked away towards a dorm.  Ok, maybe what he had been saying about the demon was a bit bigoted, but then most demons proved that they didn’t deserve much kindness.  If he wanted treated better, he had to prove he deserved it.  But the glare was all he got until out of sight.  Though he did see the fur standing on end on her tail and ears.  It was actually kind of cute.  Plus the way she jumped and clung to his arm, it added to that cuteness.<br/><br/>He wiped the glare from his face as she spoke up again.<span style="color: seagreen">“Well, try being a Norm among all these magical things.  I can hold it together well, but it isn't easy.”</span>He said, but couldn't help but laugh at the finger being given to the demon.  Entertaining.<span style="color: seagreen">“Well, you don’t have to share the room.  It was just an excuse to get you away from the teacher.  The look in her eyes was just too scary to leave anyone at her mercy.  If you don’t want to room with me, you don’t have to… and my name is Nathaniel Karstin,”</span><br/><br/>After that they finally reached the Dorm rooms, and he began looking over the doors, debating which one to choose.  He picked one with a higher number that he figured hadn't been chosen yet.  When he walked up to it he didn't see the marks of anyone else on the door.  So following what he had been told to do with the doors, he claimed the room as his with no others at that moment.  When he opened the door, the beds were completely undisturbed, and it was completely barren of any personal items.  It was empty.<span style="color: seagreen">“I think this one should be good.  Number 18 is my room.  If you want to be my roommate, I am fine with it.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>