Thornton stepped into the room timidly. Everywhere he went, he wondered if he'd done or said something odd. Or rude. Or.. apparently creepy, if what he was hearing about how he'd been acting was true.

He thought to go back to the healer and explain that whatever Lex had eaten, he must have eaten to, but she'd been so sure he'd be fine..

Looking at the dress forms, Thornton hoisted his bag up on his shoulder and went to stand near one. Had.. this professor gone the way of Hook!steed or was this what he should expect?

Poor first year. No frame of reference.