Quinn was very tempted to skip out on this class, but he knew nothing good would come of it.

Time to go get trashed on for about an hour straight. But what was new, right?

He walked into the class glumly, finding a seat towards the back. "Hello, Professor Schmoe." Quinn knew that none of this was his fault—in fact, he could very easily tell that his Head of House was not comfortable teaching this material at all, which made it at least a little less horrid—but it was still pretty bad.

Quinn pulled out two pieces of paper, but not for taking notes. Atlas had shown him how to fold one of those origami ladybugs (apparently the first of an entire menagerie) and Quinn was trying his best to perfect it. He pulled out the red one Atlas had given him and set it on the desk, then pulled out his own piece of paper and did his best to replicate it using the steps Atlas taught him.