Stone Circle like a rollercoaster

When it came to really liking people - Birk was neither easy to impress, nor he handed out empty compliments freely (in regards of the former statement - pretty girls were an exception and unless they proved to be lacking in the intellectual department, he thought highly of all of them). Unlike his cheerful and happy-go-lucky self a year ago, now his choices, which people to befriend and make acquaintances to, were very calculated. If the person appeared to be a valuable asset for future use - the northerner was nothing but pleasant and sincere, if deemed not worth his time - well, then he could become quite nasty. 

However, this fellow fit in that rare category to which belonged people, who who won Birk over easily. There was something very amiable about the young man that made the rationalist in the older counterpart retreat in the dark corner, covered in cobwebs. "I am new and I have seen many faces - maybe even yours - among others, but I don't know you by name. I am Birk," he replied.