Originally Posted by Stefan

The cacophony of voices that floated around the train was enough for the tired boy to be lulled to a shallow sleep. His eyes were half closed, and his half-awake brain had spaced out. Letting the sliver of light from the compartment window illuminate his eyes, his thoughts wandered back to his last days in Japan wherein, he failed two tests in Kendo. He didn’t get his promotion, albeit Sensei Hollingberry’s observation that he was ready. He guessed, he was still too preoccupied with his defeat in the National Tournament that same month.

Sighing, he turned to his side, and was surprisingly not alarmed to find himself not alone anymore. He expected someone to sit with him at the back, and actually not mind him sleep for the duration of the trip...but this...person wasn’t just a somebody.

Klaxon bells ringed inside his head, and Jace immediately sat up from his seat, making his blood rush up to his head in seconds. The second year reached up for the back of his head, and pulled on his hair to keep his head from lolling sideways.

And...what does that statement shirt even mean? Is she trying to insult someone, or is it some form of crude joke? “Ohayo...” he said softly, and eyed the ferret on her shoulder. Now, what did Haddie want?