Nekolis face turned bright red. "Ah! Oh, yes!" he replied stepping into the room, shutting it gently behind him,still fumbling with his hall pass. "I'm.....Nekolis....Nekolis Cypriot." his voice was a bit hushed and stammering. Slowly he made his way to an empty seat and smiled weakly. "Um, I'd like to learn about the Ottoman Empire and its transition to the modern world. I-I-I tried to read about it on my own....but....." he stopped. "Sorry."