Irial turned to look at the younger boy and nodded. "I was in the neighborhood, and thought I'd see who the crazy idiot is who decided to tear apart the schools was." He shrugged, his gloved hands shoved into the pockets of his dark black cloak.

"What about you?" he asked him, eying him through his wave of black hair. It was covering his face, but he could make out that the boy also had purple eyes. Hmm. How peculiar. He disregarded it, however, as he waited for the 'Lord' Borr to arrive.