Sebek was the last person you expected a confession from.

Quick footsteps padded down the hall and he demanded your immediate attention. A formal invitation to meet him outside the school premises in a desolate forest region. Not the most romantic destination but his face was beet red from the moment he started speaking, so you assumed he at least had something planned.

Sebek was troubled. He didn't understand how your kind courted and refused to ask one of his dormmates for assistance. He should be able to do this by himself! So he did it the only way he knew how: a fight.

Once you arrived, he was quick to draw his sword with no explanation other than the words: "Prepare yourself!"

Sebek didn't actually harm you, being precise enough to miss by a few hairs, but he went long enough to tire you out. That's what he wanted. He wasn't good with words, he'd fumble if he tried to convey it, so he showed you.

"There! Have I proven that I'm a worthy protector and partner?!" That's how he'd seen it done in his home. Who would accept a partner incapable of guarding his own? Here is your proof.