He ate and drank as he made the rest of his trip to school. With enough calories and protein to keep him going until lunch time, he was content.<br/><br/>He arrived with five minutes to spare before classes began. His pace slowed somewhat as he entered the school grounds, and though he seemed to constantly watch his surroundings, noticing each and every student that he passed by, or whom passed him by, he did not seem to truly<em>look</em>at anyone.<br/><br/>That is, until he caught sight of the stranger, the foreigner, to the school. Not that that was a bad thing; it did little good to gauge another man, or a woman, on their nationality, but until he knew what to call the man, 'the foreigner' seemed as apt as any thing to think of him as.<br/><br/>He would move towards Amir, calling out to him. "Hey," he started, his tone mostly dispassionate, but with a light sprinkling of guarded friendliness to it. "Are you new here? Need any help getting around?" He would offer. Suo spoke in fluent Japanese, but not that quickly, so Amir shouldn't have any trouble understanding him.<br/><br/>Amir might notice, that, even past the student's uniform he wore, Suo was very fit. No hulking muscles or the like, he was built very dexterously, and wiry. Deceptive, even. He did, however, only come up to Amir's shoulders.