Evelyn, who was leaning back in her chair and had been trying to balance her quill on her nose, turned her head slightly to her right to see who had spoke. The voice didn't sound like one of the students she had been listening to in the study groups, and definitely didn't look like a student either. Choking slightly, she grabbed the quill off of her nose and leaned forward, crashing into the desk, hastily trying to look like she was busy. "Okay done with my paper." she mumbled, looking over to Destiny to see what she was doing. 'When do we get out of here? Or can we just leave?'