With his mouth hanging open, Patroclus watch the furious exchange of the two men.

It was like a duel, of words, and the Prefect could not tear his eyes from it.

As Gevrik stormed from the room, Patroclus found what he was looking for, rose from his chair and headed towards the door, not before stopping to say,

"Well I thought it was an excellent lesson" he smiled, before recalling "Not bias, false or corrupting at all."

His piece said, the boy headed out.