His tail quickly unraveled from around Torsten's ankle, letting the other boil drop to the ground a few inches from the grass.
"Trying to find me?" Well the other boil wouldn't be the first he supposed. Though usually he just ended up being bumped into and not sought after.
Sidron quirked a curious eyebrow as his eyes opened just a little more. One wing stretching out before it folded against his back once more. So many questions.
"There are quite a few if you take the time to look." This boil must have not gotten out much. He didn't seem anti-social by Sidron's judgement.
"Sidron Blackert." His tail curled up behind him now, out of the way.
"I'm from the Miasma village. There is a whole slew of other students who came over from there recently. Unfortunately my parents were more than eager to send me along with them." It wasn't all too bad he supposed. At least a few of his friends had come a long as well.
"What I do around here?" He scratched at the skin beneath his chin with his claws.
"Exist I guess." It was an odd question. What did one do around here honestly? Its not like he had a job or anything of the sort.
"Read. Sleep. Play Bruteball on occasion."He tilted his head slightly.
"And just who are you?"