Yes, yes, Damien had read those facts, less time worrying about clothes meant more time focusing on your studies, the Professor had a point there, yes. Absent-mindedly, the Lion ran a hand through his dark blond hair, taking his time in thinking up an answer. "I have heard that, Professor Airey, and concentration is very important, but you can't deny creative thinking and reaction times are just as important." Okay, again, he was laying this on thick here, but he sick of wearing these glorified bathrobes and since Airey was giving him a chance at least to make his case and Damien wasn't so quickly deterred.

Now, he did not, in any way think that Airey was trying to dampen his spirit, but some of the other professors - and that evil chick Murdoch - seemed almost to go out of their way to cramp the styles of the students, not just aesthetically, but in the way they thought and stood their ground, and it had begun to seriously irk the usually chill boy.

Damien smiled, pleased with the Astronomer's amusement - good sign, really good sign - The smile stayed on ever as he asked his question, because really, this was important, but it was also, by no means an angry conversation, more a lighthearted debate that the American fully intended to win. "Why do you wear a suit? Aside from the aesthetic reason?" He asked, steepling his long fingers together. His gaze set intently on the Professor's features.

All the while, he was aware of Rorie. Each deep breath brought in the scent of raspberries from her shampoo and he watched from the corner of his eye as she denied the tea, politely, but cooly. He'd hoped she'd be just a little more cordial, but he knew better than to expect anything from Rorie, she did as she pleased after all. Stupid Manic Pixie Dream Girls and their willful, but adorable natures.