, The experience had been a learning one, that not every prank or plan had been perfect. It was a necessary skill to learn to adapt to the shenanigans he devised especially when they started to backfire. In this particular case he wasn't sure if it backfired or if this had been the world's greatest prank against a single person. He had to say, it wasn't too bad sharing a bed with the 'Ice Queen' herself even if nothing untoward had really been happening. And overtime he had begun to pick up certain queues in the young woman that hadn't been as 'Icy' as she seemed to make herself appear to be. While he didn't like to brag, okay, he did, a lot. People had to at least agree that he was a Prank Meister, A Jack of All Pranks.
Something did tip him off that Colette may have even suspected him as the prior prankster that hit Sturt. Aside from the fact he'd been caught in the Sturt's area in a very. . . Peculiar situation. He respected that she'd been a lot brighter than other's of that House, that had already been a step up from the usual dull-brained bluebells.
"Why does the tadpole swim, Letty?" His head tilting towards the side, inquisitively staring in her direction. Jacket arms rolled up to revealing far more of the tattoo that stained against the skin. Leading the way that kept them off the usual 'safe paths' that someone may have instructed a person to stay on to keep safe. Of course, he wasn't just a normal person and the outback had practically been his playground due to his unique affinity towards the natural environments. "Yea, it's been a habit since I was a little kid. Back home, in America, we've really dense forests in my region. Hidden swamplands too which made the danger tick up a bit. There's. . . Just something exciting about exploring the world this way. The anticipation, things you can discover."
The way he spoke had been like a child reading through a book of fairytales, epics that were made to inspire and lead young children into a world of dreams and creativity. For a moment he felt the tug in the opposite direction, a frown furrowing on his face and his hand shot-out with a sudden speed to grab her hand yet it settled around in a gentle grasp. There'd been a obvious strength behind him yet it'd been contained and maintained evenly. "Hey, knock it off! No need to be all high strung. Or, what? Are you scared to actually see the world around? I mean, I know you Sturt's really hate broadening your horizons but. . . " It'd been a tease as much of a challenge. Could she rise to the challenge?
Letting her hand fall from his own, unless she'd already snatched it back, of course. He started to push forward with a bit more strength on his head. Nostrils flaring up as he took in the aroma of the various flowers and wildlife that swarmed around their current area. "No subtle movements. . . There's a. . . Kangaroo gathering nearby and I think maybe a stray doggo."