“Ah, hazings… sort of a welcome for the first years. It’s only play. They never do anything too rough.” By the tightness in his tone, he was still worried about what may happen, but he shrugged helplessly. “Still, it’s worth it.” He grinned and nodded towards the moody dragon. “Just like my mother gets when she’s near her time.”<br/><br/>As the dragon went out of sight, Fabian turned his attention fully to ‘Jack’, running his gaze over her travel-rumpled clothes. “Oh, a day or so. I wanted to get to know the place before classes. Well, that was the plan.” He grinned at her and nodded, his blonde hair flicking his face. “That’d be brilliant. The only places I know are my dorm and the kitchens.” He glanced towards the two other students, but they were deep in discussion. He shot her a grin and asked, “The Academy or the grounds?”<br/>