Originally Posted by Watson

That cheeky comment made him chuckle in response. "Unwillingly agree to take over the world with me?" Noah winked, enjoying how GOOD it felt to just feel silly and happy instead of constantly looking over his shoulder. Heh. Now it was HIS turn to smirk. And she was right, he was never ever ever going to live that down because HE play acted as Christian a few times back then. He thought he deserved an Oscar or some sort of acting award for what he had managed to do. His face broke out into a GLEEFUL smile like a child who had just proven to the rest of the class that he was the smartest person in the room. Pure joy radiated from him. "Okay. Okay. I'll stop. I was just curious about which house he was in with him being a bad boy and all." He raised his left hand up into the air. "Alright. I'm not a scout but scout's honour that I won't bring him up for at least a month to start off with.... " That was something he could negotiate too.

Alright so Noah's type was def. women who could save him. There was just something so attractive about having a significant other or a person that you were keenly interested in be able to hold her on and be able to even protect you to a degree. However... There were times that... he would have preferred to protect Aboli. He chuckled, raising both hands into the air. "I know you're very capable and that most likely you'd end up saving me but... I'd like to think that I could come to your aid, y'know." Just him being a romantic. And once again - she was asking him to stay safe. How could he say no to her when she gave him that look? "I will." If it were between her and him, he wouldn't keep that promise. He'd rather save her than himself.

Ah that was the quote, wasn't it? Aboli had always been quite clever. "That was it!" he nodded before raising his eyebrows at her. "Ah yes. The British are good guys..." He paused, deciding to switch to his native language to ask her the next question. He suspected if people were listening that there may be a very, very narrow chance that they may understand Korean. "They don't say much about the Koreans. What would your step-father say?" he asked, his voice deepening as he slipped into his father's Busan dialect. He frowned, mirroring her body language as she spoke about the owls. Instead of adding on or commenting, he just squeezed her hand. It was the best comfort he could offer.

A gap year together? Yes, that sounded perfect and something that they could look towards together. They'd have to be able to go home after the school year had ended, yes? No one forced into any unfortunate circumstances like marriage or whatnot? Err.. Don't know why his mind went there. Perhaps he had read too many Victorian Era novels over the summer thanks to his sister's obsession with them. He pursed his lips. "Korea - we've both gone too. So maybe Japan? We could go see the cherry blossom festival? Or we could go to New Zealand? That would literally be the furthest point from all this craziness?" He paused before casting her a playful grin. "Though if you DID want to be romantic, we could go to Paris..."