West entered the room in absolute silence. Complete silence. He found a desk, and without looking at anyone, he stood there and waited.

In silence.

The sort that was directed completely inward. He was here because he had to be, and because it was his favourite subject once upon a time, but that didn't matter today. He had dressed nice and made sure his uniform was pristine though, sort of out of habit for a Bellaire lesson.... it was just that his heart wasn't in it.

"Good morning professor." Automatic. Barely audible. Distracted.

But still polite.