He wrote down his email. It was easier than expected, as was many things he discovered throughout his life.  Aleksandr stood there motionless as the two discussed time tables and the like. He was disinterested in the actual details of the situation. The two humans seemed to be discussing work time. Aleksandr has never held an actual job. It wasn't quite feesible with how much his father wanted him at Church. "Reader Aleksandr." His father was so proud to have him ordained a Reader. Aleksandr knew exactly what his father wanted--to find a nice woman and eventually be ordained Subdeacon and eventually priest of some parish. Aleksandr knew full well he could become a Bishop quicker if he didn't get married. Bishops were [i]never[/i] married.

It wasn't likely he would be bishop anytime in the future. Ever since his mother's death he hadn't came to a full Confession at the monastery.  He was too addicted to the vanity of standing in line at Communiion to mention the murders he had committed.  His father was at a damnable cost for allowing him to partake of Communion.  However, his father made the excuse of not being his Confessor. Plus, his father still seemed to be in denial.

"I have English next, too," Aleksander exclaimed solemnly. He tried to sound excited about the fact that Jamie and he might perhaps have the same class together, but sounding excited appeared to be harder than he thought. His voice had come out flat and slightly unenthusiastic about it.

Going to College by force was almost worse than being forced to go to Confession by his father.  He was patient, however--something standing actively behind the altar during Church services had taught him. He quickly forces a small smile to make up for his lack of clarity in emotions when speaking. He wanted to sound friendly but wasn't sure he actually wanted friends. He was a bit of a lone wolf. And it seemed to be safer that way. [@Arista]