Things that could very well be a possibility is what Dhivael had said. She told him up front that she could not tamper with his mind, but she never said that she couldn’t read it. Sometimes, what is left unsaid is just as important as what is spoken. Gideon didn’t think it was prudent to push the young alien girl further on a subject that she didn’t feel the need to expand on herself, so he merely listened and nodded politely. As he watched her speak, something about her cool, unaffected alien demeanor and her keen intelligence began to seem extremely attractive to him; her slender, classic beauty didn’t hurt her cause either.
The folktales and myths of Earth’s many peoples are very telling in cultural beliefs and the foundations of their civilizations”, he grinned, “What many see as silly superstitions are still followed by many others today.” He smiled at her, “I would love to read any folktales or myths from the Rihannsu. I don’t suppose I would be lucky enough for you to possess any?”
Writing excitedly in his notebook, Gideon looked up at Dhivael and confessed, “I don’t know if you can tell, Dhivael, but I’m a product of such an intermingling, here on Earth. My father is English and my Mother is Chinese, members of the European and Asian races respectively. As a child, growing up in England, it was a bit tough, but once I was in college, I realized that I was lucky and I would have my heritage be no other way than what it was. I feel that being biracial is a very special thing, not a negative at all.”
Gideon chuckled, “One is not truly degrading oneself, Dhivael. It’s understood to be a joke and joking with someone is supposed to form a sense of comradery that puts the person joked with at ease.” The professor rubbed his chin, “This is more a learned response, so don’t feel bad. It’s not something you learn in a book or online.” He clicked the pen he was writing with a few times, “I will try to be aware of such learned behaviors during class time so I can either avoid them or explain them to you, okay?”
Placing his pen in his book and closing it, Gideon looked Dhivael straight in the eyes and asked, “So, my dear, do you have any non-curriculum-based questions that I might answer for you?”