Jargon smiled as the boys grip didn't relent and he released his hand, looking around. A few elves... An Ork... And an undead... The later two being teachers. By far he was one of the stranger. His tail curled tighter around his feet, not wanting anyone to trip. He quit his gazing when Isaac asked his next question. He said," I'm planning on taking the two elite classes, as well as a few others. I enjoy a challenge." He suddenly stoped, his face crinkling in preperation to sneeze. He pushed Isaac back slightly then covered his nose with his arm and sneezed, fire flicking around his arm yet not catching on fire. He sniffed and said," excuse me, my apologies for pushing you, didn't want to catch you on fire."