Eino was extremely excited for the History of Magic pirate themed class. Unfortunately, he didn't have any pirate gear and all he could find on short notice were eyepatches, so he wore two, covering both of his eyes. Nevertheless, blindness did not impede him from singing, and he made his way to class doing so, in addition to skipping into walls, falling down the stairs, and tripping occasionally. After much toil he made it to class, with the same excitement he had when he woke up. No amount of bruises or cuts could detain his happiness.

"Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Fifteen man on a dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!" That was his song of choice through his laborious voyage from the Common Room to the first floor. He had his arms and hands spread wide trying to feel his way across the room as he continued singing. "Drink and the devil had done for the rest, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!" No, that was a cabinet, then it was a student, and finally a chair. Or at least, it felt like one. He sat down, felt his table in front of him, continued singing as he rubbed his bruises, then settled his writing utensils and book on top of the desk.