Mathias

He laughs, the nods, beginning to collect his books and information on building. "Of course," he says, tucking the books under one arm, then rising and offering Veronica his hand. He's never been called amazing before, not that he can remember and certainly not by a woman, and it makes him feel warm. Although he doesn't flush, he can still feel heat creeping up his neck and it's not unpleasant, not by far. It's just not particularly familiar.

"Where would you like to go?" he asks.