Thanks. Jono nodded. His sense of direction wasn't completely horrid, but the school was big enough that he might have gotten himself turned around a couple of times already, and the idea of trying to get his bearings now seemed far fetched.
Jono, it's nice to meet you. He shook the now not-a-stranger's hand and nodded again. Is it rude to ask... what it is that you do? What your power is? I haven't got a hold on all the etiquette. If it's impolite, please tell me.