Ivan nodded at the hum-Kohl's answer, eyes dropping to a half-lidded gaze as thoughts of his own family passed through his mind. His hand raised, hesitating for a moment, before grasping Kohl's own, gingerly shaking it before releasing his grip,
"Ivan". He leaned forward as Kohl returned his own question at him, grabbing the quickly melting figure off the table in front of him and raising it above him, leaning back on the couch to stare at the figure as it slowly lost shape.
Ivan's head tilted as a leg broke from the figure, landing on the cushion beside him and rapidly returning to water. It was a few moments of silence before he decided to respond, tilting his head to stare out the corner of his eye at his new acquaintance.
"I suppose I could say it's along the same lines in my case, though no licensed Hunters that I know of," he said, placing the now formless piece of ice on the table as it soon turned into a puddle,
"however there are skills I'm going to need in this school, and hopefully my family will be better off for it." An awkwardness was welling up as he gave his reason, uncomfortable with it himself. Ivan searched for something to change the direction of the conversation,, his eyes locking upon the sword sitting on the arm rest, noting the design of the hilt's interlocking parts, the mechanic in him taking over, "
That's a nice blade you have," he said, sitting up straighter as a glint came to his eye,
"looks like an alloy was used to allow better malleablity, did you design it yourself," he continued as his eyes poured over the bits he could see, eagerness clear in his voice.
@Aldridge