Suriel's cheeks blushed red as Fexiryn took on a more flirtatious tone with him.<span style="font-style: italic">Is this really the same kitsune who was exiled from us?</span>He thought to himself as he put on his cheek, the area where she blew that invisible kiss.<br/>Suriel remained at the table though he found it hard to follow along with what was being said at the moment. His mind was focused on Fexiryn and what she had said. Suriel was impatient and wanted to know the answers now.<span style="font-style: italic">I could either wait till the end of class or go now.</span>He didn't need long to decide. Suriel ate the remaining few portions of food and got up from his seat and walked to the restroom . . . but not to use it.<br/><br/>"Let's see now . . ." Suriel began as he unraveled the blueprints of the school once more. His eyes darted over the paper while he muttered and said things that were too unclear and soft to understand. "That should work." Suriel rolled it up once again and placed it in his pocket. Then he teleported once more, but this time he arrived right in the middle of Fexiryn's room.