The Art of Conversation, 3rd period

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon looked at his (thankfully small) class and sighed. "Hello. I...well, I've given up on asking the moose for specific courses at this point. So. I'm Jonathan Sims, and welcome to The Art of Conversation, apparently. The first week of classes is traditionally for introductions, which seems like as good a start of conversation as any. If you're going to talk with someone, you should know who they are and vice versa."

He took a deep breath and stood a little straighter. "As I said, I'm Jonathan Sims. I come from England - Bournemouth originally and London more recently - and roughly this year. And I am here because I'm meant to be instructing you. Now you." He nodded to them.

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Re: Class activity

[witchoftheflesh]

"I have not fully decided myself," Boston admitted. "Likely it will change on a class-to-class basis, depending upon my responsibilities at the time."

Or, you know. How much he wanted to nap in a sunbeam.

Re: Class activity

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Look, napping in a sunbeam was totally valid. If Boston taught a class on that, Jon would absolutely take it.

"Fair enough." Jon nodded. He hesitated. "Is...I have a cat at home, and I could bring her for company if you like. But I'm not sure if you're more intelligent than other cats and that would be an insult, or if the only difference is that she can't speak human language."

Issa certainly seemed to think she was as smart as any human, but that could just be a cat thing.

Re: Class activity

[witchoftheflesh]

Boston blinked at Jon, unimpressed with the question. "She is a pet. I am a witch's familiar."

Re: Class activity

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

"Right." Jon nodded. "I apologize. As I said, I wasn't sure. My world doesn't have familiars. Or witches, really."