If he could see, if he could recognize the gesture given to him, his irritation would have been all the greater. As it was, he continued down the path with a flippant gesture with one hand, step hastening as he went. He was growing tired of this, enough that he would rather take to his dormitory than the wilds with this woman hot on his heels. At least the men there would ignore him... for a time.

"Please, don't let me stop you." Damn the woman, damn the familiars. Califleur couldn't help herself - she was near about attached to his side, but it did him no favor. HIs mood had spoiled, and he was having none of it. "There's a whole world out there just waiting for you to walk right into it. Or after it, as the case may be."