[Once testing begins, Gladio's face becomes one of absolute concentration. The world around him disappears and he has eyes only for the papers on his desk, his pencil scratching as he fills in his answer selections on the Scantron and his pen flying as he responds to the open-ended questions on the actual exam paper.
He barely notices when Ravus leaves his desk and confronts the people cheating two rows behind him. He can't afford distractions - his grade might be passing as it is but he refuses to give less than his best. Despite his focus Gladio feels his hand start cramping so he drops his pen and stretches, shaking his hand out and keeping his eyes shut so that he can't be accused of cheating.
The golden orbs open as he finishes his languid stretch, and he smiles upon noticing that the Ebony he'd gifted Ravus sits open on the man's desk.
With that boost he finds the energy to get back to work and makes his way through the remainder of the exam, not stopping to stretch again and not once asking for permission to get up to use the restroom. Once he finishes every question, he glances at the clock and realizes he has enough time to review all of his answers at least once. So he does.
When "time" is called, Gladio has reviewed his answers twice over and made a couple of revisions to his essays. He puts his pen and pencil down with an air of confidence - not arrogance - and he finally allows himself another stretch. This time he keeps his eyes open and focused on Ravus and maybe there's a slight sway to his hips when he starts walking up to hand the TA his completed exam and Scantron.]
Thanks for a great class! Your feedback on my papers really helped me look deeper into the literature. [His voice is completely normal, no teasing lilt or subtle undertone. It's as if Gladio truly feels that Ravus did a great job as a TA, which he absolutely does.
Without so much as a flirtatious wink he turns to the professor and pulls a wrapped gift out of his bag.] And to you, Professor Highwind, a thank-you gift for accepting my request. I look forward to working with you in the future.
[With a gentle smile and a jaunty wave, Gladio walks out of the lecture hall.
When Professor Highwind opens the gift, she'll find a perfectly aged and highly sought-after Altissian wine. After speaking to his father about wanting to pursue an advanced degree in Literature and mentioning how a certain professor implied some of his papers could make good dissertation topics, Gladio had received an overnight delivery of a case of the wine with a note to "gift them as he sees fit".
Hopefully Ravus won't be too jealous. Gladio plans to sweep him off his feet and he has far rarer and more elusive bottles of fine wine and champagne he'll spoil the Tenebraen with. He just needs to wait for the grades to be posted.]
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He barely notices when Ravus leaves his desk and confronts the people cheating two rows behind him. He can't afford distractions - his grade might be passing as it is but he refuses to give less than his best. Despite his focus Gladio feels his hand start cramping so he drops his pen and stretches, shaking his hand out and keeping his eyes shut so that he can't be accused of cheating.
The golden orbs open as he finishes his languid stretch, and he smiles upon noticing that the Ebony he'd gifted Ravus sits open on the man's desk.
With that boost he finds the energy to get back to work and makes his way through the remainder of the exam, not stopping to stretch again and not once asking for permission to get up to use the restroom. Once he finishes every question, he glances at the clock and realizes he has enough time to review all of his answers at least once. So he does.
When "time" is called, Gladio has reviewed his answers twice over and made a couple of revisions to his essays. He puts his pen and pencil down with an air of confidence - not arrogance - and he finally allows himself another stretch. This time he keeps his eyes open and focused on Ravus and maybe there's a slight sway to his hips when he starts walking up to hand the TA his completed exam and Scantron.]
Thanks for a great class! Your feedback on my papers really helped me look deeper into the literature. [His voice is completely normal, no teasing lilt or subtle undertone. It's as if Gladio truly feels that Ravus did a great job as a TA, which he absolutely does.
Without so much as a flirtatious wink he turns to the professor and pulls a wrapped gift out of his bag.] And to you, Professor Highwind, a thank-you gift for accepting my request. I look forward to working with you in the future.
[With a gentle smile and a jaunty wave, Gladio walks out of the lecture hall.
When Professor Highwind opens the gift, she'll find a perfectly aged and highly sought-after Altissian wine. After speaking to his father about wanting to pursue an advanced degree in Literature and mentioning how a certain professor implied some of his papers could make good dissertation topics, Gladio had received an overnight delivery of a case of the wine with a note to "gift them as he sees fit".
Hopefully Ravus won't be too jealous. Gladio plans to sweep him off his feet and he has far rarer and more elusive bottles of fine wine and champagne he'll spoil the Tenebraen with. He just needs to wait for the grades to be posted.]