Layland led the way to the parking lot. He occasionally stole glances at Cian, just trying to observe more. He had no reason to be staring now, but curiosity was deep in his nature. Every puzzle needed someone to solve it and he liked to be that person. Before long, they reached the parking lot and Layland looked around. "There's no one here but us," he quickly ascertained. Leaning against some middle class person's car, he crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at Cian.

"What do you plan to do now? You must know by now I won't be easily swayed, so I hope for your sake that you've got something pretty impressive to show me," he said in that simple, dismissive tone he often used with freshman. He didn't even notice when he slipped into it considering how much of a habit it was. This just felt too much like dealing with those young brats who came in with completely unfounded hypothesizes and were surprised when they failed.