[Ah, good. He didn't bite back, despite being clearly irritated at the simple, almost insulting tip he'd given.

That told him that there was enough there to work with - to meld, and to teach, without being discarded instantly.]

Hahah! Only if you'd like it, of course. But -

[He shrugs, short and quick.]

- It is more that I wish to help those who work in the shadows. So much of the students here - and the teachers - work in much louder overt ways. Yet, these methods will not help everyone - and for those who work in different ways, I would seek to reach out to.

[And then, he does something unthinkable.

He moves away from the door, sitting down on his bed - giving Therion a clear shot to leave.]

But it is ultimately your choice. I am here to merely make the offer, if you wish to take it - and if you don't, or do not wish to believe me, well...I won't force you, nor will I report you. You are a student of this campus, and I placed the money and weapons in the hopes that you would come in and take them.

[He smiles - kindly, yet with a clear iron core behind it.]

However...I hope that at the very least, you consider my offer.