Of all the professors in the school, it seemed like Ab-Bot was the only one Mo trusted enough to come spill out his woes. Or one woe. And it was practically official school stuff, right? Still, he clutched his hands together in his lap as he waited for the professor to come and retrieve him.

The couch was fairly comfortable, and Mo flipped over the books Ab-Bot had out over and over, too distracted to read them but wanting to keep his hands busy.