 Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
It was true that Nem had never taken Divination, nor had any interest in the subject. That was still the case, but they were here anyway, just as they had shown up to a few of the recent Divination lessons. Inquisitorial Squad stuff, you know, extra eyes. Putting in a little extra work for the Big Man, even if it meant spending time in a class they'd never even considered taking as an elective. Might learn something worthwhile. Who knew.
(Nem knew.)
Strolling past Limpet to a seat at the very back of the dimly lit classroom, where they could sit alone and keep an eye on everyone else, Nem pulled their bag off their shoulder and swung it neatly under the desk. They dropped into a chair, tilted back on two legs, and stared right ahead at Kitridge, apparently ignoring the question on the board entirely. |