As Tanner held the pose and tried to clear her mind, she hear other kids sniffling and sneezing a bit too. Oh, God, was something going around? Should she be wearing a mask? Should doctors come in and take blood samples? Wait, she hated needles. Never mind on the blood samples.
Yay, professor lady allowed them to relax! What was so comforting abou yoga anyway? It was like standing in place and breathing. She did that every day of her life. If you counted the laying down pose, then she litterally did that in her sleep. It didn't seem like rocket science.
...................
Okay, she was starting to take this back. The tree pose (which totally didn't look anything like a tree) actually required things like blancing. She'd call the class when she actually HAD notable corrdination.
Sighing and quietly ommmmming to herself, Tanner somehow ended up in the pose. Well, sort of. Depends on what you meant by 'in the pose.'
Also, Boggarts? She knew nothing about them. Well, Nate had told her SOME stuff, but nothing really notable. No matter. Someone had to say the obvious. Tanner raised her right hand and almost fell over. Timmmmmber, she wanted to yell.
"Umm, aren't Boggarts just projections of peoples fears?" Wow, that actually sounded kind of smart. For and ickle firsty of course. "Like if you were afraid of spiders, it would be a spider?" And there the smartness went.