Fight Fire with Fire {open}

[Guylian Dove]

Guylian was surprised how easily it had been to relatively openly discuss what had caused his return to the Academy, surprised at how little the level of uncomfortable tension had been within him. He supposed it was due to this man's quite easy acceptance of what he'd selected t odo, the fact ehe didn't seem to think it too much of a big deal overall. The teacher had spent so long building this metaphorical wall around himself, and only recently was he starting to consider the underlying question of why. What exactly was he afraid of? His lack of need to want emotional connections, this reclusive nature... Was it perhaps more an indication of weakness then an attempt to remain unwavering and steadfast? Emotional bonds worried him, and why exactly was a notion he'd previously not paid much heed... But it was certainly an interesting query for the man. Was it the fear that came with emotional bonding, the fear of betrayal and rejection? He was a weaker man then he had previously considered... Perhaps he really did need to speak to a councillor at some stage.

"It wasn't my ability being discovered that worried me... But more my convictions. All those years in the force would have been wasted... No matter how steadfast the evidence, the defence lawyers would have leap on any excuse to be able to win their cases," He replied, with another lighthearted shrug, trying not to let the conversation fall too heavily. He smiled with another nod of agreement, glancing towards the main Academy building. "... Despite my inhibitions, I do feel I did make the best choice. I've not really spent too much time among others like me, so it's a welcome change." He then paused, unable to stop a chuckle escaping his lips as he ran a hand through his curls. "Can't say I've been a natural dater. I seem to have a habit of rubbing people up the wrong way... I suppose it might be because I've not been exactly outgoing socially since coming here so far. What about yourself?"

[Guy LeGrange]

Guy listened as Guylian admitted that it wasn't simply his ability being discovered. The trainer had more or less figured this was the case, though he didn't feel it his place to say as much. He could understand the pressure to excel at your career, since it so often became a defining point of who you were as a person. Guy often felt as though he needed to throw himself into his training, and there were times when he saw how a student turned out and couldn't help but think he'd failed them some how.

Best choice; that had Guy nodded. "People often feel more comfortable here than anywhere else, particularly when they're, well, one of us," he offered, nodding. It wasn't the first time he'd said as much to a new arrival, and he didn't believe it would be the last. The bits about socializing had him chuckling. Guy briefly toyed with attempting to arrange a date for Guylian with someone. He did know a few amiable females around, but he didn't quite think that he and Guylian were at the "suggest a mating partner" point in their very brief relationship.

"Alas, there aren't many women around that fit my profile," said Guy, waving a hand about him. "I'd be fine if I was interested in an anxious eighteen year old, but the father figure situation never really worked well with me." He shrugged, putting his hands into his pockets. "Besides, I feel it's my duty as a more venerable warrior to let you younger type go into the field. Test your mettle and all,' they'd reached the building that housed the office they were looking for, and Guy moved to open the door for Guylian, gesturing for the other to head inside.