[Seiji sees him as he's walking down the street and is pleased. They haven't spoken to each other in quite some time, but Weller-san was someone he wouldn't mind speaking to again. He had been on his way to class, books in hand, but now he saw no reason to continue just yet. Being late was not a huge concern, was it?
Something was off about Weller, something different in his aura that he had seen before--perhaps not so much different and more open--but Seiji did not see a reason to pay much attention to it.]