Quinn walked up to the... class? Quinn wasn't sure that it could be classified as such, unless they had to get to find the chalkboard in the maze, too. When the hedges rustled, he decided that that wouldn't be the case—and that he wouldn't be setting foot inside the maze.

Quinn was a tad perkier than he had been previously—still not quite to the title of "happy," but less numb, at least. "Hello, Professor." He examined the hedges, still wondering what was inside, but altogether not so eager to find out.