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Unlike LW, Gabrian wasn't particularly upset over the prospect of a slow day. The nix, in fact, rather liked slow days, given the fact that meant he could indulge in some well deserved alone time. Then again, his alone time wasn't really alone; he was usually accompanied by one of his minipets; at the current moment, he had a rather languid, sleepy looking Floresce wrapped around his neck. It's head was nuzzled on his shoulder as it snoozed, only partially hidden by the demon's head.

He figured he might go to the river; he hadn't had time to practice with his violin since before the Christmas town raid, which he was doing his best to forget, with very little success. Having reached the riverside, he lowered himself down to the ground, reclining against a random tree before placing the musical instrument on his lap. Before he could actually prepare himself to play though, the Floresce that had been napping, opened his bright blue eyes and turned to look towards the right, lifting his head from the demon's shoulder.

The motion was enough to drag Gabrian's attention from the violin and towards the near distance; he was technically expecting another student to appear, not a... was that a wolf? A minipet perhaps? It seemed to be a bit too big to be a pet, "And who might you be?" he called to LW, apparently utterly unaware that she was a student like him, at least for the time being. His head turned for a moment as he scanned their surroundings, "Hmmm..." noticing no one else around, he extended an arm, almost as if trying to coax her to come nearer. The Floresce seemed to narrow it's eyes for a moment, but then settled back upon the demon's shoulder.

Huh! Interesting.

But then again, Gabrian was always interested by the minipets he could spot near campus, both wild ones and those that belonged to others. It was one of the reasons he had to fight to keep his dorm room from being a disaster zone; he'd had to make a set of parameters and rules. Like for instance, he would keep all his pets in the closet bar a few lucky ones that would not wreck the place. The only ones he usually kept out where the wishing pets, the Floresce, the Death charm, and the Reindeer. The later two more because he couldn't keep them in the closet (they seemed far stronger and more... intelligent than the rest) than anything else. That didn't mean he wasn't always keen and wiling to take more in however.

This creature however, seemed far too tame to be a stray, "And whom might you be, my dear?" when LW was done sniffing his hand, he reached out to scratch her behind her ears, his features softening easily into a relaxed smile of sorts, "Don't you have an owner?" apparently, the Floresce on Gabrian's shoulder had realized what the demon did not, because he let out a soft snort, managing, just barely, to roll his eyes slightly.

"Oh, pay him no mind," he told the wolf, "He's just frustrated over the fact he can't seem to woo the lepus he likes," that said, he retreated his hand away from LW and motioned to the violin on his lap, "Would you like to listen to some music, then?" it was, perhaps, amusing to note that he seemed far more open and relaxed around the wolf than he was around any students he'd met so far. The minipets, after all, never judged.

The Floresce kept watching the wolf, snorting again when she almost fell over as the demon retracted his hand away; if pastel rainbow fish-snakes could laugh... Davy certainly was (it sounded more like a strange snicker, but still). Alas, Gabrian was apparently used to his pet's behavoir, seeing as how he easily ignored it and instead smiled at the wolf, "A fan of music, I see?" he took only a moment to lift a hand and shove the Floresce's head back on his shoulder before addressing LW again, "Well then, let me play for you, my dear. It's been a while since I've played for anyone, specifically and by request."

The nudge was, apparently, all the demon needed from her, for he turned slightly and lifted to place the violin under his chin before. The music that followed was hauntingly sad, albeit melodic and as he played the song, his eyes closed. He seemed perfectly relaxed and at peace with what he was doing, which... probably wouldn't have been the case if the ghoul had been in her other form. It never so much as occurred to him that perhaps she was a student - by all means it should have occurred to him though! After all, he had a snake form, and he knew Alessa had a rabbit form, though then again... he'd made the same mistake with the rabbit girl upon meeting her. In fact, he'd almost eaten her when he met her, though he kept on insisting it'd been due to the fact she'd been peering over the river in which he'd been resting in... in snake form. Anyone could have made such a mistake!

The only reason he hadn't eaten Alessa had been that she'd stumbled back in a rather... human like way, even despite her rabbit form. That and she'd tried to talk (rant, technically) him to death, which had been a sure fire way to notice she was, in fact, a student, and not a wild animal.

The music only paused briefly when the demon opened his eyes and turned his gaze towards the wolf. After a moment of considering, he placed the instrument on the floor and easily reached out for the canine, apparently intent on placing her on his lap before continuing if she'd let him, "You look rather warm, actually, and I'm afraid I feel slightly cold. Would you terribly mind sharing some heat?" it was as he said that, that his snake like tail peeked from behind, curling up and then back down on the ground, as if to maintain that yes, he was reptilian in nature, and yes, the heat was most welcome.

It was special, true, but it was more due to the fact he was usually so prone to edging away from others before they could ask him to play than anything else. If someone would have been able to corner him and ask him to play a song for them, Gabrian wouldn't have been able to turn them down; as much as he tried to be a lone wolf, it was hardly possible to be one when one thrived on physical interaction. When in solitude, he was out of his comfort zone, which was ironic. Alas. What was a boil to do?

The fct she did not jump into his arms was hardly surprising to him; most pets didn't jump into his arms (barring his wishing pets). He, in fact, actually paused as soon as he grabbed her, as if expecting her to squirm and wish to be put down; when she offered no resistance though, he moved her towards him, taking a moment to put his face near the scruff of her neck to inhale, "You smell of wilderness," he told the wolf, "But you seem to be much too sweet to be wild. I rather like you," this was all voiced into her fur before he placed her comfortably on his lap, against his chest and raised the violin up.

"I gather you enjoyed that," he was technically talking about the music, not the er... snuggling, actually. However, it was at this point that the Floresce decided the whole ordeal was too much for it to take (granted, this was probably because Davy was already bored and wanted some action - what better way to entertain himself than by alerting his master?). The snake-fish lifted his head and chomped his jaws over a piece of Gabrian's hair, giving it a few small tugs as he gurgled softly.

This motion only seemed to annoy the demon however, whom frowned slightly, "And what, exactly, do you want? I am quite sure that my playing for her is not any of your concern. You don't really ever give a damn about my playing anyhow, so what, exactly is the matter with you?" the Floresce, for his part, let go of his master's hair and gurgled some more, pointing a fin, and then his tail at LW. Gabrian, however, seemed entirely clueless as to what his pet was trying to tell him.

For now anyhow.

Oh, it had much, much less to do with it being a crime and more to do with the fact the Floresce was currently bored. The best form of entertainment was drama, and freak outs, or at least... that's what the snake-fish seemed believe, if the way he kept insisting on tugging at his master's hair was any indication.

Alas, despite the fact Gabrian fancied himself a rather bright, young demon... he had no jacked-damned idea what his pet was trying to tell him. The fact LW interrupted him by nosing his hand and whining in that sweet, needy sort of way puppies seemed to have did not help matter much, "What the-" he frowned and tried to push the Floresce's head gently with his free hand, causing the the snake-fish to seemingly 'growl' in frustration. It was right about then that the creature decided that enough was enough and it moved to uncurl himself from Gabrian's neck.

The creature flopped with a soft 'thud' on the ground, and then in one rough, swift movement, snapped his long tail, attempting to curl it around LW's body. He seemed to be doing everything in his power to point out and draw attention to LW's skull pin, which, in Davy's modest opinion, was a dead give away.

Amusingly enough, the demon's first reaction was a scowl at his minipet, "What, in Jack's name has gotten into you?" he was trying to keep the werewolf out of the Floresce's reach until, after a few failed tries on Davvy's part, he finally managed to draw attention to LW's skull pin. The moment that happened, Gabrian paused, his hands still holding the wolf, and then... stiffened up, looking much like a deer caught in headlights. He held his breath for a beat, two, and then let it out in a soft, unsure, "Oh, Jack..." he remain mostly frozen though, still holding the wolf, as if unsure what he was supposed to do with her. His mind told him that throwing her away from him was horribly rude, and yet at the same time, keeping her on his lap was not the most appropriate of things; in his vague defense, his mind wasn't really entirely with him. It was having trouble shifting gears and getting past the fact he apparently had an unknown, (most likely) female student on his lap, and he'd been nuzzling her.

This had not been in his list of priorities for today.

If Floresces could smirk and look like smug snakes... well, this one sure as hell did. It even had the nerve to turn his head and nuzzle LW's neck and head when she whispered to it; the movement had no real love, the teasing nature of it only more obvious when the creature swiftly uncurled his body from around the werewolf's. Almost as if anticipating she might try to maim him for being so bold. Having decided his job was done though, he curled up languidly to watch the ensuing chaos (or at least, what he obviously hoped would be chaos).

When LW yanked herself out of his grip, Gabrian offered no opposition. In fact, he remain rather stock still throughout most of the ordeal, his hands still posed as if he were holding something in them. The gears in his mind had obviously stopped turning, because for a long, awkward moment, all the demon could do was stare at the wolf in horror.

Her transformation seemed to kick him back into reality though, seeing as how as she began to shift, the boil stiffened again, dropping his hands down to the ground. He was, in fact, deeply considering shifting into his serpent form, offering her an upset hiss and slithering to the river bank in order to sink into the waters where he would be safe from embarrassment. Or at least... where he could go lick his pride and ego, which were currently in tatters. The only thing that kept him rooted in place, instead of listening to his panicked need to go into the water... was the fact he'd have had to leave his violin behind, and he honestly didn't want to do that. Not after he'd only just gotten it back.

Gabrian was still trying to school his features into something (anything) other than mortification mixed with vague horror by the time the ghoul decided to speak up. It was actually, probably the fact that she looked just about as embarrassed as he did that 'saved' her from a scathing, hurtful remark and his prompt departure. In fact, it was obvious the demon was torn for a moment before he took in a deep breath and then released it in the form of a sigh, allowing his head to to flop down against the bark of the tree he'd been leaning on, "I'm afraid..." he murmured as he reached up with one hand to rub his temple and then wash it over his face before turning to look at her again, still clearly embarrassed, if his blush was any indication, "That you're going to have to slow down. I didn't catch a word you said. Except the 'sorry'," here, he paused for just a brief moment, "Apology accepted..." though honestly, now he was in a bit of a bind, because this girl here... knew. What in Jack's name was he going to do about that?

The Floresce, despite being curled up a short way aways, was still looking on as the scene played out, his eyes mostly trained on LW, as if this were the most entertaining thing he'd seen in a very long while. In fact, when Gabrian turned to look at his pet, he could have sworn the thing was smirking; if it'd been a cat, it'd probably would have been purring, "You're a nuisance," he told the Floresce, whom didn't even have the grace to look sheepish. If anything, his smirk widened a touch, "Stop gawking, Davy. It's rude," the demon lifted an arm and offered it, and for a moment, it looked like the creature was going to stay where he was, but after a beat, he uncurled and then resumed his previous position, comfortably tucking himself away under Gabrian's neck. That didn't mean it couldn't still tease the ghoul though, if the small smirk he sent LW was any indication; it almost seemed to shout something akin to 'yeah look at where I'M at, and YOU'RE not!'.

When the demon had managed to secure his pet back in place, he turned towards the she wolf, whom was still posed a way aways, almost as if she were now scared to approach. Half of him almost seemed to decide that it served her right, but his other, much nicer side, decided to throw her a bone, since she looked so utterly appalled by her own actions, "You're forgiven," he repeated, and then reached out with his hand to pat the ground beside him, "You're welcome to take a seat," this time, hopefully not on his lap though; he wasn't entirely sure how to deal with the fact he'd been holding and nuzzling her, so he was more or less choosing to address that fact a bit later. First things first, "That might be because I'm a Nix demon," he told her, "It's what we do," a pause, "Part of what we do."

When LW lifted her hand, Davy eyed it critically, his eyes narrowing as he turned to look first up at her face, and then down at her hand before he repeated the motion. A couple of seconds flew by, during which he sniffed her hand, but when it seemed obvious to the floresce that she wasn't intent on inflicting bodily harm... he easily slithered to uncurl from his master's neck and reached out to bump his nose against the she wolf's hand.

While his pet's behavior was... rather interesting, the ghouls words were enough to make Gabrian look away, looking rather embarrassed, "You weren't supposed to see that..." the words were murmured, but they were loud enough for her to hear. It was rather obvious that he was referring to the sweet part and not the music itself. When he finally turned back to face LW, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if evaluating her, "Can I trust you with a secret?" then again, what choice did he have?