Dahlia arrived on time and in silence. There wasn't much to say lately and even less worth saying. If there was a smile on her face at all (and there wasn't right now), it was very small and fleeting.

Barely had she stepped foot into the classroom and already directions had to be followed. Being separated by blood status was silly but right now, all she wanted to do was sit down before she fell down.

"Hello, Professor," she whispered softly, noting the woman looked as tired and bad as she herself felt. Quietly she slipped down into an empty chair on the right side of the room, taking out all the materials she needed for the lesson.