Ever since that first lesson, Quinn had always been intimidated by DADA classes. He could never look Rosier in the eye during any of the classes, and his answers were always quiet and unsure. Plus, he wasn't actually that good at the lessons, so... it made for a pretty bad combination.

He didn't understand why they were outside today, but he figured that he would be put in some sort of mortal danger before the class period was up. The anxiety sat like an ice cold rock in his stomach, and he really just wanted to be around someone that made him feel safe—Atlas. He found him in the crowd, but noticed he was standing next to... Nemesis Upstead. Probably the one student that made him feel the least safe.

"Good morning, Professor..." he mumbled as he made his way through the crowd of students. He made it over to where Atlas was and clung onto his sleeve, not looking up at Nem, and started trying to discreetly tug him away. No friend of his would stand next to as dangerous of a person as them. It wasn't like he was scared or anything.