Mutiu took a moment to look at his teacher’s face, after hearing his relayed words. Resting his face on his left palm, as he placed the other hand horizontally on the desk, with a smile on his face, impressed by his attachment to the city. Sensing his agitation as each words was uttered, and afterwards.
While comprehending the situation at hand, and his teacher’s goal to suade him. But he had no actual interest in saving the city at the moment, he was more interested in the relationship the crisis, at hand had with the girl he saved. Knowing she had a certain level of familiarity to him, but uncertain of why that was, and there was an energy he sensed within her which he found most interesting.
However, he couldn’t help but felt amused, by the words of his teacher and agitation to his attitude, towards the issue at hand, which he believed showed his sense of attachment to the city, and its people.