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[twentysixlegions]

 Many others of his ilk like to cause a scene or enter with a bang - Stolas, however, is not one for dramatics. He's also one for studying a situation before stepping into it. 

He doesn't immediately ask any questions - instead, he watches the Nexus-goers like someone would people watch. Perhaps a little more intently than some would like, leaving them feeling like an owl is watching them from somewhere. The custom of asking a question makes itself shown quickly, and people like it when customs or traditions are followed. He might as well.

Stolas' voice is on the deeper end of the scale, but clear and calm, sounding like a college professor. "What constellations have you always been able to find, when the sky allows it? Why do you think it's easy for you to find this particular one?"

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[twentysixlegions]

She has had some luck, then. For a moment he almost gives a lecture on how people are not always kind, but she already damn well knows that. Just because he's always dealing with scum circling a drain doesn't mean that everyone is. "Good. It's always welcoming to see someone having good luck."

"I think I will!" He says, grinning again. "After all, there's much to learn here, and there's a library as well, and I have already met lovely people."

[bornstrong]

"Oh, that's very good to hear," Iphigenia says, blushing just a tad.

They're close to the library now, and she points to it, just ahead of them.

"See? We're here. Now you can browse to your heart's content."

[twentysixlegions]

His eyes light up. "Wonderful! Thank you very much, my dear."

[bornstrong]

"You're very welcome," Iphigenia replies, grinning.

She's glad to have met him--he seems like an interesting sort of fellow.

[ooc: shall we leave them here? :) ]

[twentysixlegions]

[ooc: works for me! this was lovely, thank you <3]