"Okay, Daria." He said with a nod of his head, committing the name and the face that belonged to it to memory.<br/><br/>Well, it seemed like neither of them really knew more than a vague direction to go; still, that didn't matter too much. He was getting away from this place, from the accusatory words and shitty treatment of the other spellcasters. Glumly reflecting on that, and wondering if he would find similar treatment elsewhere, he heard someone using his full name. It snapped him back to reality.<br/><br/>With a faint smile, he would nod his head towards Deneve. "Greetings, Deneve." He chuckled slightly nervously; honestly, that note, now that he thought about it, was probably pretty childish. "I hope that it doesn't paint me a bigger fool than I am." He comments off handedly about it, before changing the subject. "How're you doing? Off to any place exciting?"