Althea had parted ways with Eddie after the train, showing him where his quarters were and then heading to freshen up herself before arriving at the Great Hall. Not late of course, oh no. The students were still pouring in, and from what she could see the majority of her colleagues hadn't arrived yet either. She pursed her lips and then took a seat, tidily making herself comfortable, sitting straight and ladylike and looking about the hall, a slight frown on her face.

Was it just her or was the place looking a touch shabby?

She spied the silverware and picked up a spoon, eyeing that closely. ... Tarnished. And was that a speck of old dried food?