Irial almost smiled. So she'd heard about his temper. That must be why she was standing so far away from him. His gaze drifted up and down her, considering her once more. She was interesting, he'd give her that. Certainly not like the other girls he'd observed here at school. Though he didn't really care for any of them. They were all too superficial and snobby.

"Yes, I am," he said in response to her question. "I'm the oldest of the two of us." He wondered what else she knew about him. What rumors had been going on in the school about him and his brother. He certainly wasn't going to ask her. He was curious, but honestly, he didn't care what people were saying about him.

He watched as she mimicked his actions. His purple eyes glittered as they stood there, both quiet.