Grading papers. He truly can't think of a worse way to spend his evenings, so he ends up cringing in sympathy... although it doesn't seem like she's even bothered by homework hell.
It's called a career, Ghoul. Try one sometime.
"What classes do you teach? And are they, like... regular students?" Human students, he means. It's not that he has a strong opinion about who she teaches either way- even if her interacting with humans did bother him, it'd make him a huge hypocrite considering he was bitten and not born the way he is now. But it's just a part of the getting-to-know-you game.
As they make their coffee pit-stop, he'll even hold the door open for her whenever they enter the building. Because, shockingly, he can be nice and polite too. She'd better not tell anybody.
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It's called a career, Ghoul. Try one sometime.
"What classes do you teach? And are they, like... regular students?" Human students, he means. It's not that he has a strong opinion about who she teaches either way- even if her interacting with humans did bother him, it'd make him a huge hypocrite considering he was bitten and not born the way he is now. But it's just a part of the getting-to-know-you game.
As they make their coffee pit-stop, he'll even hold the door open for her whenever they enter the building. Because, shockingly, he can be nice and polite too. She'd better not tell anybody.