Raghu blinked. “The same boat...? Oh, hahaha! Nice one. Really [i]fortuitous[/i] of me to run into someone so funny, huh? Hah! Run into!” His merry smile showed off his pearly white teeth as he chuckled. The opportunity to throw out a fancy“I slay myself. Gotta run, though.” Abruptly, he noticed that the girl had turned around, seemingly dismissing him. With a mollified glare at the back of her head, Raghu dashed passed her, intent on closing the final few meters between him and the rest of the group. Though he slipped several times, none proved serious and he quickly resumed his ascent on each occasion. He noticed as he neared the huddle of kids that the gulls had pretty much abandoned them; clearly, there was safety in numbers. As one of the tallest in the group, Raghu didn't need to shoulder anyone aside to see Crythos. The bone-white hair and elaborate, ceremonial robe instantly impressed him, though Raghu was unable to get a good look at his face before his elder turned away to lead the students to the Crystal Tower. When the cluster began to move, Raghu followed on their heels. The walk proved to be somewhat irritating to him, since his strides were longer than most of the others, and his position at the back meant he had to pace himself. For one so eager to enter this legendary school of magic, patience came hard. After a few moments, he heard a girl's voice. “My name's Elysia.” she said. Normally Raghu wouldn't have bothered to answer, since this 'Elysia' walked several feet in front of him, but the silence around him was becoming stifling. “Raghu Siddhartha!” He declared, nearly shouting. The awkward quiet that pervaded the children made his voice seem louder than it was. Undeterred, he continued. “Proud son of Dev and breath mage extraordinaire!” His unusual method of declaration would likely seem confusing to the others; they might very well interpret Dev to be his parent, where it was actually the city he grew up in. Such a thought didn't occur to him as he crossed his arms and flashed a wide, bold grin at anyone who looked his way.