Claudine eyed Curtis. She had expected him to give Rosier some sass and actually felt a brief moment of fear for her friend at the thought. Even though she was relieved everything went smoothly, at least on Curtis’ end, she reminded herself that the lesson had a long way to go; there was plenty of time for Curtis-sass. The fifth year gave him a small, tense smile. Tense because there was a certain amount of dread that came with this lesson since Rosier was the one teaching. Recognising the little guy from the Post Office {Quinn}, she sent him a nod. There would have actually been a proper greeting but hey. They weren’t allowed to speak unnecessarily. As for the outbursts in Kinsay’s defense? Well, Claudine had nothing against the girl and since this situation did not involve her, she did what she did best and kept her mouth shut. Shoe throwing incidents? There would be no involvement from her. Heath though… Claudine hated to see him looking that way, and she wanted to reach out to squeeze his hand in comfort. She might have had it not been for Rosier. Instead, she settled for giving him a warm smile usually reserved for him. Oh, hello there, Lilith. Claudine gave her a quick wiggle of the fingers which was supposed to be a wave.