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Originally Posted by
Vinegar Tom
Chaucer couldn't quite help but hear Severia off to his right. Bah!? Surely that wasn't... incredulity in her voice? I am indeed quite the gentleman aren't I? Oh yes Chaucer, of course you are. After the much needed talk with his inner self [to which even this narrator must roll his eyes], the lad decided to respond in turn. And why not?
"Yes! Although even I must relent that the name offers far too much hope for one seeking a proper upbringing and stabs at it roughly, leaving instead the bland knowledge that one had attended a very overpriced academy. Trust I came out quite right, but I like to think I am more nature than nurture." In fact, he would have put forth himself then and there that he was PROOF of nature's superiority was it not such a sensitive subject for some.
"I don't doubt you at all. I was merely expressing my interest in the academy, that's all. If anything, I can see that they do a fine job of molding you into the perfect gentleman. Although the clay must be there from the start for it to be molded." Severia answered, slightly flushed that he had heard her coment. She didn't want to offend him at all.