<strong>Backing Off From the Group Around Chang and Company</strong><br/><br/>Mist gave a slight nod to the one addressing him.  His eyes blinking as he let out and breath about to speak his thanks, but just held it. Letting the air leave his lips slowly to keep from making a sound or notion that he was about to speak. Another reason he was thankful for this mask. It had been so long since he was before or in a place made for those of the higher end of the classes of society.  Normally he would be seen trying to hide from people like this.  This being one of the reasons. Talking to those of great influence was hard and uncomfortable. People fighting for the attention, trying there hardest to 'outclass' so to say, the others around a lot of the time.  It was subtle but annoying to him.  He'd seen it so many times when men came to talk to his mother. Though it was for more than just her 'influence' in our ties with politics that got them tripping over there own words and trying to out do one another.<br/><br/>The fact that his teacher stood here was the only anchor. As soon though as Mist heard Thaddus speak then he could do nothing but step slowly away from the growing crowd, just a few steps at least, sitting down just within earshot.  he crossed his legs and just stared, though he let his eyes wonder, wanting something else to take his mind away.<br/><br/>After hearing what he needed to, he even stopped listening too. Just tuning out things as he had gotten so good at, only hearing his name or things Thaddeus usually said to call for him.  He studied the surrounds as he sang a tune within his head. Wordless for now, though it had lyrics. Was his mothers favorite song and she sang it many times. Imprinting it in his head as he grew up. As it played, he noted how it was Gothic like in the way the place was built. Not uncommon when it came to think about who came here mainly. It's dark, yet warmly colored hues that gave and odd light that seemed so inviting yet so mysterious. It's lavish adornments making him remember home, yet miss the ship even more.<br/><br/>All he could think about then is the men in the ship that he would have to face, all them asking what it was like.  Then for just a moment his eyes went a bit wider in worry and agitation. They were all going to head for him and ask him about... this place?!<em>They expect a tale of some wench or harlot from me?! Oh god, I have to think up of some possible tale. Or maybe, direct there attention more to Thaddeus somehow. They'll suspect though still if I did that. Maybe... if I just do that they'll think that I don't speak of such things due to my up bringing... Or maybe I can just pass It off with me saying I was to busy with errands to the market while Thaddeus Indulged. They wouldn't ask him though... would they? Damn it. Why the hell didn't I think about this before... i should have tried to stay. I couldn't refuse though. ArraghhHH!!</em><br/><br/>He has always tried to hide his sexuality from everyone aside two people. His mother how helped him actually figure it out, and then Thaddeus.  It was hard enough to keep others away due to his feminine looks as is.  All the while that was going on in his head, along with other side thoughts at the same time. His expression was almost like he wasn't there at all. Eyes staring blankly and taking in almost nothing as his thoughts rolled and he continued to argue and run ideas through his head. He hadn't been this worried and frustrated since he was turned down by another possible teacher and mentor for the forth time.