Torii still didn't know what to think about Professor Dopple. From what she could tell, the lady was the firstborn child of sunshine and rainbows...or something. She honestly didn't seem to have an unhappy bone in her body, and that both comforted and terrified Torii.

The fourth year stepped into the room and was immediately greeted with the stuffiness of a way-too-hot room. DEAR MERLIN. She was already shuffling around trying to remove her jacket as she looked up at the lady before her. "Hello, Professor Dopple," she said, making her way into the room. The professor looked like she was about to burst into flames of energy over this very class, but her kneazle looked like it had seen a better day. Poor thing.

Torii took a seat and set to work making her name tag. Or table tent. Whatever Dopple was calling it. She wrote her name as big as she could, just like the professor asked. Whatever makes her happ...ier.