Call him names?

Was he serious? Kennedy was a snake to the bone and other things, but one thing he wasn't was a rude. Sure, right about now the groundskeeper wasn't one of his favorite people in the school, but Kennedy didn't know him enough to call him names. Anyway, that wasn't his style.

He turned his attention toward Professor Lafay at the same time that a shock ran through his hand. Kennedy had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from frowning and instead sent Sierra a look of apology.

Geeeez, man.

This wasn't helping his mood that seemed to peak at any little thing that displeased him. Then...what?! She'd rip their badges off?! Hmmm. Well, this meant he'd have to keep his eyes on everyone at all times, no? And make sure no one fell and skinned their knees? Okay, that was a sarcastic thought, but it was better than worrying about getting his badge taken away. Plus, he knew he wasn't a bad leader. Just because of this one incident his co-leaders and him had no control over didn't mean they didn't know how to do their job.

Kennedy breathed through his nose, to keep calm, and shook his head at their Head of House, there were no questions to be asked, but then...

...he caught that.

Was that...? The illness.

Kennedy stood there, not sure if he should ask if she was okay or if she needed a healer or...something, but something told him she'd snap at him if he did. His eyes briefly went to Sierra, then back no Lafay. She'd seen it too? With a calm exterior, Kennedy said, "I do apologize for having you go through this," because the Headmistress had been rude and it was partially their fault. "Is there anything you'd like of us?" ...like the Healer? But he didn't say that. Kennedy knew he was already stretching his luck by saying this.