The Socialite caught it, the verbal avoidance. He stepped back a small amount, if only in behavior, ushering his charms from flirtatiousness into manners and polite interaction. They propped their chin on their hand,giving something of a cheeky grin. "I'm glad to be among the kind and friendly, although it does inspire me push that boundary. My own understanding of the Correspondence- or, rather, its uses- is sparce. I'm certain the class shall explain in full, but my lingering does draw me into curiosity about my fellows here, including yourself."

Those golden eyes watched the Maven, as if cutting with precision into gossamer webbing. "Pray, tell me, what purpose do you have in studying the Correspondence?"