Although you say you will try to smooth things over with Gustavo, the vice chancellor frowns. She knows you don't mean it wholeheartedly.

"Part of maturing is learning to make the right decisions, Matamoros. Leave"

You leave the office. On your way to the auditorium to ask what happened, you find the skinny blond boy from before. The swollen cheek and the patch covering a cut on his forehead do not dampen his spirits, he smiles at you and raises a hand in greeting.

"Thank you for trying to save my ass down there. You got bruised, but don't worry, you'll survive. My name is Claus. What's your name?"

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You tell him.

"Nice to meet you"

While you're at it, you ask why he got in trouble with the youth.

"Isn't it obvious? I defending the right to free dress. Wearing pants that don't look like a disgrace is far from a panacea, but hey, baby steps until it's time to throw kicks and knock down walls"

Joy boy.

"You've got an idealistic, nonconformist face, man. Why don't you come with me to the bookstore around the corner? It's full of great people. Classes start tomorrow anyway. What major did you choose?"

War Philosophy.

"Have your head screwed on tight before you send soldiers to their deaths, huh? I have a good friend there, maybe you know her."

Sympathizing with Claus (Scene 23)

Refuse the offer and look for Isaac (Scene 22)