"I'm doing fine, sir, thank you." He had managed to respond, before getting more comfortable into his seat and turned his pen around his fingers. Sometimes, he preferred to use the no-maj writing instruments. He watched the other students entering, offering Ash a small smile and a nod as she went and sat next to Noah. He had no way of knowing her internal dilemma, but had he he would have assured her not sitting next to him in a class was never something he would be offended by. He liked the company of his friends yes, but class was such a poor time for socializing anyways.

Moving on, there was more calculations this time around.

A soul urge number was it? Based on using the vowels in one's full birth given name? Considering he did not have a middle name, this should be rather simple for him. He uncapped his pen, opening his notebook to a clean page and writing it all out.

His parents had been kind and gave him a name that was very easy to calculate. And the soul urge, though he really didn't know what that meant, was the number he'd been more hoping for with his life path.

...Was that the point?