"Little bit, yeah."

She scowls.

"Well, we'll get you as well prepared as we can - can you ask Professor Reynolds for help?"

"Soliciting help from a professor is against the rules."

"...But you can solicit help from other students?"

"...As long as it's quiet, I think."

"Okay, cool. I can do quiet."

"Sure about that?"

"I've been getting better, haven't I?"

"Marginally," she allows.

"I think I'm good enough."

Shoulder bump. "Probably. I guess."

"You'll just have to trust me, then."

"I will do my best."

Shoulder bump. "I'll do my best to earn it, then. But for now - let's get out of here." She glances over at the head table. "And Professor Reynolds might wanna - check you're okay and all. Even if she can't help."

"...Technically he just said I couldn't solicit help."

"And you can't solicit help. Nothing to say she can't, oh, explain concepts to me entirely in her capacity as my teacher, while you happen to be in the room."

Nod nod. "Anyone else could have been in the room too, after all."

"Absolutely! She's a very helpful and generous teacher."

"True, true."

Giggle. "We can fetch her, then, or just wait in her suite until she's done here."

"Think I'd rather go wait."

"Alright. Scarlet probably wants some attention, anyways."

Onward, then?

To Professor Reynolds' rooms, and away from the gossip.

"Do you know anything about what the Tasks will be?" Anathema asks once they're settled on Fay's couches.

She shake her head. "Secret until they start."