[ truthfully, he didn't take floyd's invitation to join him in a bit of studying seriously at all. riddle imagines sitting still with a dry book and zero stimulation might be the bane of the merman's existence-- the poor fool can't even sit still for more than a few moments.

with an agitated narrowing of his eyes, riddle watches his classmate roll around and flirt with the possibility of making a mess. thankfully floyd never makes good on it, but it's still annoying to watch when riddle would rather be studying.

the annoyance doesn't last long; floyd's words give him genuine pause. ]

So you were serious? You really meant it when you said you would join me for studying?

[ well isn't that something? his expression softens into a small smile. ]

And here I thought you were going to pester me, or whisk me off somewhere to distract me.