‘Course it does, the golden age of chivalry and romance and fighting for what’s right, what’s not to like about all that? Plus the other class sounds cool, all the spies and the subterfuge and shit, it’ll be great. You never know, might actually learn something after hell knows how many years.

[ He doesn’t move his knees, just slouches back a little, t-shirt riding up a little, and this is the first time it’s been just them alone in a while. The orphanage is busy, and their only other hiding places are all out in the public. It feels - nice -, is all he can think, right. ] You all sorted?