Rachel blinked at Plymouth. He's got a point there... "But, what technically is the definition for confusion? It has many levels If the person was mildly confused, then wouldn't it just strengthen the confusion? Then again, if someone was really confused, then it couldn't possibly confuse him any more, because there is a limit, isn't there?" she asked the professor after Plymouth, speculating. She looked at the boy again. She had never really talked to him - he was more Cela's friend than her own. Maybe I could introduce myself after the lesson; he seems like a pretty sharp fellow. Hilarious and sharp - that's definitely a good combo in a friend.