Toby completely missed being eyed by Bellaire, as focused as he was on trying to keep his fidgeting to a minimum. Sophie got a little smile when she wandered over, but didnt dare to try and say anything because of Bellaire's infamous zero tolerance for, like, anything.

When stuff appeared on the board, Toby hurriedly rummaged through his bag for some parchment and a self-inking quill (he'd not been expecting to need to make notes with no desks, you see). When he'd found them, Toby began the process of trying to take notes from the information on the board whilst using his own knee as a sort of makeshift desk.

Questions? Nope. Not right now.