Dear. Sweet. MERLIN.

The picture part of the class wasn't so bad, it was starting to give her hope about this class even if she didn't know who the dude in the picture was but now he was doing the same thing Runes Guy did while he was alive--showing squibbly letters and expecting people to know what they were! Perhaps even worse, he thought they knew what they meant. Okay. After hearing the responses of her classmates she was beginning to correct herself. He was doing all this under the impression that she knew this stuff but the blank look on her face should have been enough to convince him otherwise.

She tried doing that listening thing, hoping to take someone's answer and make it her own but they were saying a bunch of stuff and nothing was sticking in her memory bank long enough for her to repeat.

Besides, after doing a check off she was almost sure that every rune had been accounted for. "I'd love to offer a response as well Professor," she lied, "but it would seem that everyone else already beat me to every. single. one of them." Then she tried putting on a remorseful face but inside she was happy dancing.

Surely he wouldn't want her simply repeating what everyone else was saying so he wouldn't require an answer from her. She was safe!