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Royce would just blink and stare for a few seconds, taking in what he just said before he lowered his eyes and leaned back against the wall. "It'll be unlikely, I don't think my parents would allow that. My older sis already tried asking about it once." He replied solemnly, somewhat in a way that he was slowly getting used to the strangeness that this town emits. With how he can smell the iron within the dark alleys a sloppy vampire has made every time he walks home, the distant constant howls, strange stares from random people, and the constant glow he notices from certain individuals- even in his few friends. Within those years growing in this town he already knew more than most people would that something was amiss. "I guess it's best to be aware of your surroundings. I sometimes even feel like this school's not even safe as well..." He grumbles and turns to one of the stalls.