[ There's always going to be a tension there, an ever lingering sense of failure as long as Arbert remains at the academy. He had been so close to going home with the others, within metaphorical reaching distance and it had all been snatched away by yet another new world and some nonsense about magic levels being too much.

Needless to say the Warrior of Darkness and his tolerance levels are at an all time low. To his credit though he does give Alphinaud another glance over, eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he squints. ]

Yeah, was thinkin' of the other one. [ You know, the girl who could cut glass with words. Arbert twists his arm one final time before giving a huff. Even he's starting to notice that this isn't working.] What, you think goin' to the professors here like this is goin' to get anything other than laughed at? Your head is in the clouds.