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"I should." Jackson replied.

"I hope so, anyway." he said.

"And yeah, after this, I should probably get to know the rest of the area, and the building." he then reasoned.

"Hmmm. Yeah, that's probably for the best." he nodded.

"Also... this food is pretty damn excellent." he said, changing the subject.

"Like... better than most restaurants I've been to."

He blinked a couple of times when she said that.

"....oh yeah." he said.

"Forgot about that." he admitted.

"Was required in my previous school for whatever reason." he told her further.

"Oh well." he sighed.

"Hopefully I'll be thinking straighter tomorrow."

"Well, good." Jackson replied.

"It's good to know where I'm going." he reasoned.

"Suppose I should get my schedule and stuff later." he mumbled.

"Maybe we'll share some classes." he said with a chuckle.

"...or you might end up tutoring me." he then mumbled.

"Biology... isn't my strong suit." he admitted sheepishly.

"I can see that." Jackson responded.

"I mean, you know so much, being a tutor would only make sense." he reasoned.

"And yeah, I suppose it would be less boring to attend classes, as opposed to just sitting around doing nothing." he reasoned further, thinking about it.

"...no matter how many times the opposite seems true." he admitted with a sigh.

"I guess I officially start classes tomorrow then?" he asked her.

"Heh." Jackson chuckled.

"That makes sense." he said.

He then thought for a moment, seeming to mull something over in his mind.

"So do you attend classes?" he asked.

"Or do you do more... staff-related work?" he asked her further.

"Like, it clearly seems you're not really one of the students here, even though you look it. Or at least, your host is, anyway..." he mumbled quietly.

"So, do you come and go as you please, doing whatever?" he inquired.

"Or do you have a set schedule?"

"Well, at least I'll get the shot." Jackson replied.

"If I were to be in any other highschool in this city, there's a chance... well... someone would try to kill me." he told her bluntly, shaking his head.

"At least here I'll have more... 'normal'... teenage problems." he reasoned.

"For whatever that word means." he mumbled, shaking his head once more.

"Sorry, just... yeah, feeling good about being here." he admitted with a light chuckle.

"We'll see how long before the novelty wears off."

Jackson looked at what was on display, before grabbing some french toast, some pancakes, and some sausages. He drizzled some syrup over the toast and pancakes, and followed her to the table she chose.

He sat across from her, and smiled lightly as he did so.

"I can see myself growing to really like this place." he said.

"And yeah, being ignored can feel so blissful." he agreed.

"Better than being thought a jerk or a freak."

"All that makes sense." Jackson responded.

"...suppose I should get something in my stomach, at least..." he then admitted, as his stomach growled again.

"What about you?" he asked. "You joining me?" he asked further.

He then looked again, and saw a few students looking his way, but they didn't seem to care about his existence, beyond being a new face, and went back to eating.

"Man..." he muttered.

"Sometimes being ignored is the best feeling." he said.

"Fair enough." Jackson replied.

"Was just wondering." he said, looking around.

"Huh. Seems kinda empty." he commented.

"...then again, I suppose classes are in session..." he mumbled, thinking about it.

"Guess I'm an exception, seeing as I'm new, and need to be familiar with the place."

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"It really is." Jackson agreed, as they made their way into the cafeteria.

When they did, he stopped suddenly, and sniffed the air.

"Ohhhhh my." he said.

"I smell what you mean about the Italian." he told her. "That is certainly a wonderful aroma." he commented.

"...wait, do you eat?" he asked.

"Or... does your host need to eat, being... well... dead, and all?" he clarified.

Again, Jackson was silent, and then sighed.

"I see." he said.

"Well... I, personally, would discourage that, seeing as I know what I'm capable of." he told her.

"...actually, scratch that, I have an idea, but there could be a lot more to it." he clarified, before pausing slightly, and thinking about it again.

"...okay, I see why you want to experiment." he conceded.

"But yeah, this place seems like a place where I can... for the most part... be me."

"...yeah, fair enough." Jackson muttered.

"But... you know... at least it seems like I can have a somewhat 'normal' highschool life here." he told her.

"I get the feeling I'll fit in here more than any other school, anyway." he said further.

"Yeah, I may have low standards." he admitted.

"And were you serious with wanting to experiment around with my power?" he then asked her.