Chloe sat still in her seat, she watched Ewan and the Professor and really thought the professor to be out of line. Ewan did have his head down, but was he hurting anything or anyone? It wasn't like he had said anything or done anything. Could she be a mind reader and he had horrible thoughts? She glanced at Ewan and back to the professor, hoping that wasn't the case, because if it was, maybe she was doing it to others in the class. At this point, she felt she needed to take her eyes away, but she just couldn't, everything in her wanted to help her best friend, but she bit her lip.

Chewing her lip trying to figure out what to do she did whisper, calm down Ewan, hoping he heard her but not sure if he did since she didn't lean closer in fear that she'd be next in the Professor's rath. She felt her nerves jump knowing she most likely caused some of his mood and hating that she did.

"This is Taurus, it looks like a wishbone, hence why I can always remember it.""