Nate was taking all this in, but suddenly three things hit him, one after the other.

"...experimentation?" he asked.

"What sort of exper-" he started to ask further, before the second thing hit.

"Wait, hold on..." he mumbled.

"See?" he asked. "You can tell I can-" he was going to inquire, before seeing her ear. Well, one of them.

"You..." he stammered.

"Wait, is that... ear... elven?" he asked.

"You're an elf?"

Again, Nate was feeling overwhelmed. She called it a 'first date', which flustered him, she could tell what he could do, and confirmed that she was an elf. He was about ready to start hyperventilating slightly, but calmed himself down.

"I..." he stammered.

"Right." he said.

"One thing... at a time..." he mumbled, talking to himself, mostly.

"So you're an elf." he commented.

"A wood elf." he went on.

"Seems I have now learned that elves ARE real, and there are different kinds."

Nate could sense that she was... not keen on Dark Elves. But he wasn't about to comment on that. Odds are it was linked to the 'experimentation', and as she had previously said, that was too heavy for a 'first date'.

But he took in all she said, nodding as he did so.

"I see, I see." he said.

"That's... quite fascinating." he told her.

"Man... this world is big..." he then commented. "So much I never knew..." he went on.

"And I've been learning... a LOT... since Lunet stepped into my life and intervened in my self-destructive behaviour."

Nathan looked to her and nodded.

"Yes." he replied. "That's me." he confirmed.

"Doctor Edwards?" he then asked her, causing the woman to nod.

Nate smiled at her, before looking at Alicja once more.

"We can talk about that later, if you have the time." he said.

"Though, fair warning, it's not as awful as I made it out to be. I was just being neglectful of my own health in favour of my studies." he truncated it.

"All right." Nate responded.

The two of them then left the break room, and made their way to her office. She gestured for him to enter, which he did, and she shut the door behind them. Once he made his way to a chair and sat down, she did the same, but behind her desk.

She could also see that Nate was quite nervous, but holding it together.

He looked around a little, and something caught his eye. Well... a few things.

A few disorganised things... some slight, some quite noticeable.

He then looked towards Angela, and smiled.

"Pleasure to meet you, Doctor Edwards."

Nate nodded in response.

"Well..." he mumbled.

"I'm hard-working, dedicated, I get along well with others, I'm currently in Uni for a medical degree..." he listed off, before stopping and sighing. He knew what she was asking.

"And your life force aura is telling me that you're feeling stressed and it's wrecking havoc on your health." he commented.

"I can see the flickers of not getting enough sleep. A few other things, but yeah." he mumbled.

"Overall, your aura says you're healthy, but need sleep. As it also seems like you have a cold brewing."

Nate was silent once more, now taking THIS in.

"...Eldritch?" he asked. "L-legitimate eldritch?" he asked further.

"As close as it damn well gets." Angela confirmed.

"I... ah..." he stammered, before shaking his head.

"Look... I'm jumping into this world I know nothing about, yet I belong to." he told her.

"I might as well just keep going." he reasoned.

"Whether I choose THIS route, or a more 'known-about' route, I'll be doing things I'm not prepared for, anyway." he added.

Nate just sighed.

"That last part doesn't surprise me." he said. "I figured it would be a situation were I'm little more than an extra pair of hands to deal with smaller tasks and more grunt-like work." he told her.

"But being here, seeing everything, taking in knowledge via passive osmosis, it should all help." he reasoned.

He then paused for a moment, looking at the floor.

"...and you saying that if something is going on and I can't explain how I know aside from saying that you literally see it, I be taken more seriously here makes me want to work here more than ever before." he revealed.

"I'm tired of hiding what I can do. I'm sick of seeing people that have something going on, but they don't know yet, and I try to help, but they won't listen or see me as crazy... I don't think I'll be able to handle it in a more 'normal' workplace." he told her.

"Up until now, I've been trying to think of a way to hide my ability, but try and work it into a 'normal' workplace... with minimal ideas of dubious possible success... but here? Here I can be blunt. I can be truthful." he continued.

"...and I want that." he finished, looking back into Angela's eyes.

And even though he was speaking clearly, concisely, honestly, and seemed calm, bearing his soul out like this was nerve-wracking to him. She could hear the slight quiver in his tone.

Nathan nodded in response.

"All right." he said.

He then proceeded to give her said schedule, telling her the classes he had, when he started, when he ended, his free time, everything.

Overall, it only took about 10 minutes or so.

"...and that should be it." he finished.

"You now know my entire school life." he chuckled.

Nate looked at the timetable, and seemed to agree with it. There were a couple of times she saw him be concerned about something, but it disappeared shortly after some quick deliberation in his head.

And her statement about being welcome to do his homework here washed away any and all traces of doubt in his mind.

"Well all right then." he said.

"This looks pretty good, then." he told her.

"I'll just have to concern myself with transportation here, and being able to get into the building and such." he went on.

"But as far as a schedule goes, this looks perfectly doable."