<strong>Lionel Porter<br/>Time; Evening, Day 1<br/>Location; Lionel’s Dormitory<br/>Tagged; Giselle &amp; Zamala</strong><br/><hr/>Lionel appreciated the coincidentally convinietly placed hands of his were submerged in Zamala's chest, smiling as a wordless thank you to the slime girl. Giselle's reaction was expected, being the wildcard she was her getting quite worked up about him interrupting an incredible evening turned magnificent by a cloaked, lightning wielding fiend, especially after he had zapped Lionel in his hands; how would he...well, that wasn't even a concern of Lionel's at this time, he was far more concerned about the sound his ears picked up easily. As Giselle asked who he was, Lionel said nothing for the time being as he waited for her to finish, Giselle then explaining to him that he needed to rest especially if he had taken such a blow to what he needed to combat with; this drove a ferocious snarl from the Lion but it soon went tame as he realized Giselle was right, she would be able to deal with this better now that this being was out loose in the wild. Lionel didn't understand though, the castle should be protected and yet it was so easily breached by this horrifying being? Whatever the case, Lionel's hands would prevent him posing a threat to the lightning wielder, so all he could do was give Giselle the name of the sinister being: "His name...his name is Eidolon." Lionel had said before Giselle told him she'd take up chase.<br/><br/>Lionel sighed as the door was closed, he could do no more than this. "I suppose this is what a retired paladin is supposed to do, sit down and rest, making way for the new generation." Lionel said to no-one in particular as his gaze met Zamala's, his eyes angered as he said "I'm supposed to be ready, be conditioned for these kind of tasks. And a single bolt of lightning took out a hand? How disgraceful." before relaxing himself as he let out a sigh, saying to Zamala "I shouldn't let you deal with this, you seem as young as a student and...wait a second." Lionel then looked at Zamala with suspicion in his eyes, asking though seemingly knowing the answer "You're a student, aren't you?" Lionel knew the policies about teacher-student relationships, but was eager to here her response in hopes she wasn't.