Elias didn't think finding “Mister Ten” would go this easily.
He was, once again, struggling to balance his belongings while simultaneously trying to stuff some of it into his bag when a looming figure took his mount of files out of his hand, and Elias did whatever he could to act normal because it's the maniac with the 10.
“Maniac” didn't seem as psychotic as Elias had prepared himself for, he has a nice smile even.
“Hi, sorry for startling you, but you look like a little rabbit trying to balance mountains of food,” Mister Maniac (or supposed to be Maniac) said with a light chuckle “i saw you this morning too, and i would've helped you earlier if i wasn't running late to my own lecture”
“...10” Elias unconsciously slipped up that detail, and that gained the other’s attention quickly
“pardon?”
“oh, uh, i gotta go to my last lecture in 10 minutes” Elias said, giving the other a nervous grin
“ah, sorry to keep you on” Sir Maniac said, “how about i walk you to your lecture hall?”
“that'll be great,” good Elias, now ask his name “um, what's your name again?”
“Artem, Artem Mors” Artem said before continuing his idle chatter. ‘well,’ Elias thought ‘at least we have a name now’.
