"That is admirable," Courfeyrac said with a smile, and he meant it sincerely. There was something impossibly charming about a person who capitalized on their mind as well as their body. He had seen many young men's minds go to waste due to laziness, perhaps his own included. It was impressive to meet someone so motivated in the opposite direction. "I believe it is safe to say that you are a true original, Mademoiselle. And I fear you may be well beyond my league."

With a playful bounce in his step, he cast himself away from her, only so far as to snatch up a little bag of promotional Momoko fruit snacks off the bottom shelf. Satisfied with his find, he turned back to her. "I am not certain, but I believe this might be food. Shall we try some?"