Raleigh is aware he’s being awkward but no one ELSE is talking to him and he’s very tired of it.

”Uh, yeah, that,” he says to Annisa’s question. “Larisa keeps promising to fill me in and then…not doing that.”

Annisa kind of wants to avoid all attention from enclaves until she's a junior and can sell them impressive shit, at this point. "I'm sorry," she says to Raleigh.

"Could it've been a psychic mal? Probably he'll recover?" They wouldn't be trying to stop him from killing himself tonight if he wasn't going to get better, unless the rest of the enclave is planning to watch him 24/7 for the next three years.

"Does seem like they sort of owe you an explanation, though, if they're racking up a huge debt of favors to keep him from walking into the void." And burning a stunning amount of mana, if they're fighting mals for breaking curfew every single night. 

“…Could’ve been a psychic mal, I guess? And, yeah, it sounds like he’s already been getting better, just - I guess learning about the Toronto girl upset him a lot?”

Raleigh drags a hand through his hair. “Honestly I’m pretty nervous about, uh, knowing that something dangerous happened but not what? So, uh, if I do get an explanation, you guys want to hear it as well? “ 

"As long as you won't get in trouble for sharing it."

She does not mind if Raleigh gets in trouble with his crazy suicide-pact enclavemates over sharing it but she doesn't want anyone thinking she's trying to pry into Sacramento's private business. (Which she is)

What is his play, here?

Annisa should stop thinking about peoples' motives while she has this much adrenaline in her veins, it points all her thoughts at 'wants to kill you, personally'. Except Malak, who makes perfect sense as a person.

Malak has already given up on trying to understand what any enclaver is thinking for the rest of the day. It has been a day. Breakfast isn't even over yet and it has already been such a day.

Annisa wants to go lock herself in her room with Malak and gossip for five hours while they build mana but instead she has to do an ENTIRE DAY OF CLASSES. She is going to need to toughen up. She already knew that but she's going to need to toughen up more than she knew. 

“….Okay, I’m going to try to get an explanation out of her. …Catch you at lunch?” Probably the bell for start of class will be ringing any minute now.

WHY "Yeah, sounds good!"

"See you at lunch!"

Malak cannot wait for breakfast to be over. Is Annisa in Magical Conflicts with her? She can't remember but she desperately needs some time far away from any enclavers and their insane enclaver problems and she needs to talk to Annisa about - all of this. Can't talk in mal studies, it's too crowded and the presentation is important. Can't wait 'till lunch because APPARENTLY there is more insane enclaver social drama scheduled for lunch.

Annisa is feeling the exact same way! "I have English composition after mal studies," she says quietly to Malak. "You?"

"History of magical conflicts, double-length. So. Work period?" She does not look happy about how work period is after lunch.

That's terrible because it means they're going to have to sit through more sadistic torture from the enclavers before they can discuss what the fuck is going on. But at least they're on the same page about this. It's surprisingly heartening that they're on the same page about this. "Yeah, sounds good."

She really did not expect to be at all tempted to skip her second ever class in the scholomance but she's kind of tempted.

"We've still got ten minutes before mal studies, want to run to the bathroom?" 

"Yeah, good idea."

Ten minutes isn't enough time for a proper debrief but they'll at least be able to cling to each other and be extremely confused together and she can explain what she was going for with the backpacks so Malak doesn't think she's an idiot who just wanted help, and she can figure out something graceful to say about freezing up and forgetting how to process words, which was really bad, she needs to never do that again, and she can share the two (2) facts she knows about Raleigh, Sacramento, which are that Shannon her next door neighbor carried in his stuff and that he's into her, not that this makes him much less confusing.

Marcy is aware of the ambient total bonkersness of the situation but the main thing she needs to do about it is pull the rest of her squad into a secluded corner and explain that she can't do work period with them unless they want to do it wherever she and Vanya end up and that she will pay them for the inconvenience if it ends up being a significant one. And then they speculate for a while about whether Sacramento is making the correct calculation about how likely their efforts are to save Vanya versus kill someone else along with him, which is much better than trying to speculate with only one brain while also carrying on a conversation about something slightly different. They conclude that empirically nobody has died protecting him yet, and if they pull that off long enough to get him out and also pay back Boston for their help it will be net awesome for the rep of everyone involved in the long run. Well, except Vanya, who must be horrendously ashamed of himself about all of this if he's capable of shame in his current state, but that's a non-actionable dead end because they don't know enough about his situation to say things to him that will be helpful in expectation. Anyway, maybe he has an affinity for something awesome and will pull himself together and sail all his allies out of the graduation hall on wings of lightning or whatever. It would certainly explain some things.

That's the bell, and they all need to run off to Mal Stud and grab a block of good seats.