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[And other men might be embarrassed upon hearing such a compliment. Ardyn is not, though he does grin a little lopsidedly at the admission.]

I'm not a cold-hearted man, unlike what some of my students might believe. [He's a tough grader, and expects a lot from his class, but the real Ardyn Izunia also can empathize when it's required of him. Sometimes even when it's not.]

There's a fine balance when it comes to strictness versus understanding. Vacillating between the two of them, without leaning too much on one or the other, is something of an art. The best sort of teachers learn that as quickly as they can.

[prompto hums, then takes another generous gulp from his tea--a bit more used to the taste of ginger by now]

Maybe I'm being subjective because you don't really assess my work. [prompto does count his blessing; he ain't not fool] Though, at the same time, it's quite nice to know we have these kind of teachers in our university.

[quality, he means]

It'd suck if our teachers didn't care...

I can assign you work if you want. A truly more realistic experience of being in my class, and maybe then you'll be eating these words of yours.

[He's joking, though. (Isn't he?)]

Or, I suppose, give you more music essays to write. You did well enough with the first one, as hastily done as it was.

Edited (when you see something your phone dumbly autocorrected days later? wow self) 2017-02-22 21:29 (UTC)

[prompto makes an immediate face at that, something between rising panic and definite not-wanting. he sits up straighter, enough to make the chair hit the wall a bit, quickly stammering for an excuse.]

If y'think about it maybe I'm aiming to impress because I don't get the experience of being in your class...?

[he will be taking no chances on finding out if ardyn is joking or not]

I do better under pressure, but... I don't think I can have the time to spare on pretending-to-be-in-classes essays... [he spends no time in trying to make that delicate-sounding at all] But having music essays is cool! Oh, I have tons of old vinyl disks I've found at flea markets over the years.

[if you think you can stop him from getting up and making his way just around the wall and into his bedroom, you're sorely mistaken]

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[He chuckles at Prompto's reaction, unable to help himself. Ardyn shakes his head, relenting a little.]

I'm joking, Prompto. I won't truly subject a student to the horrors of law, unless they've taken it upon themselves to actually sign up for my classes.

[But he allows the transition to the subject of music, regardless.]

Do you-

[But. There goes Prompto, getting up and wandering into his bedroom. Okay, then.]

You really should sit down. [-he calls out, fruitlessly.]

--it's fine!

[he calls out, sips on his tea again, and there's the shuffle of some books falling off a shelf. it's fine, as he returns a few short moments later with three vinyl records in their covers. pink floyd's the dark side of the moon, miles davis' kind of blue, and (of course, prompto will say) the beatles' abbey road.]

[he presents them over then settles back on his chair]

These are my favourite. I go to the music shop to listen to them. --I'll get a record player soon enough, but it's so different to hear it from vinyl than MP3 format.

[tea..sip...expectant..]

[When Prompto manages to shuffle back, the crease of Ardyn's brow lessens, seeing that he's managed to return without spilling his tea or otherwise tumbling over in the few feet he's moved since he wandered off.]

Your favorites? [Ardyn takes the time to pick up each vinyl, one by one, intending to portray a faux criticism, but the farce doesn't last long. He recognizes each of these immediately by their iconic covers alone.]

Well, let it never be said you don't have good taste in music. [He holds up Abbey Road in particular.] This is my second favorite Beatles' album.

[excitedly leans forward, smiling and nodding, tufts of hair moving around with the motion.]

Lemme guess.

[clearly, it seems like prompto was craving for company a bit, too.]

Sgt. Pepper's would be way too obvious, so... perhaps Rubber Soul?

Too obvious? [A lilt to his tone which infers him crying foul at the very idea, though it's clear that he's also enjoying this conversation. The mirthful look hasn't left, and if Prompto wanted company, Ardyn can provide it in terms of talking about vinyl records ~~like a bunch of hipsters~~]

What's too obvious about Sgt. Pepper's? [He liked Sgt. Pepper's before it was cool, etc etc. Prompto can obviously guess which is his favorite album, then.]

[someone's defensive]

Well, it's their number one album for one. [finishes up his tea, setting the cup up on the counter and shuffling to get his phone out of his pocket] I mean, the songs are great. Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds and Strawberry Fields are my faves from it, and Penny Lane too...

[he looks up the best-seller chart online--]

32 million copies sold, it's in the top 15. It just [looks up] seems like the popular choice fans go for. [an amused expression on his face, he continues] I guess that kind of logic applies for people my age more though.

[Ardyn arches a brow at him again, leaning back in his seat, crossing his arms against his chest. He looks amused, despite his inner impulse to immediately say that it's their number one album for a reason.]

There's hardly anything wrong with it being popular. Outside of being an outstanding Beatles' album, it's also one of the best concept records ever produced. The only one that rivals it, in my humble opinion, is- [aaand he taps a finger at the Pink Floyd album] -this right here.

[But then he hums with amusement, choosing to lift up the Beatles record, flipping it over to inspect it. He quotes lyrics from one song in particular, though not from this album.] "A crowd of people stood and stared, they'd seen his face before. Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords." A Day in the Life is my favorite from Sgt. Pepper's. But I'm odd like that.

[Out of the blue:] Do you need a record player?

[on the one hand, prompto is... curious, about why that song is ardyn's favourite outside of "i'm odd like that." he's sat in ardyn's lectures and knows he's got a way with words; one of the reasons prompto doesn't mind sitting in them isbecause of how fun and interesting it is to hear this man speak. opinions and comments and facts and all.]

[he lifts his gaze from the cover of the album, trying to make the connection until he realises ardyn isn't actually reading from the back cover, and then starts at the question for a moment.]

Oh, yeah, but I can get one at some point.

[he hates being a charity case, so he easily dismisses the question, to counter with his own]

How come you remembered that specific line of the song? Has it just stuck with you all this time?

[The idea of him needing a record player is quickly dismissed (very quickly, he notes to himself), but don't think that it's so easily forgotten. But, for now at least, he chooses to answer Prompto's question.

He gives it the briefest of thoughts before he replies, however.]

The entire beginning of that song is difficult to forget. That verse in particular is sad, in a morbid sort of way. Someone having killed himself, and the people standing around him wondering if he was a man of consequence.

Inspiration was taken from an actual accident, if I recall correctly. Poetry and lyricism mimicking reality.

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