Some movement away from this desk that she could swear was stealing her warmth? Yes please. Considering the woman had said her work was good she wouldn't have to sit and do corrections. The Gryffindor hopped up out of her seat with a lazy stretch before straightening proper and tucking the chair beneath the desk.

Movement was just what she needed. While sitting she could feel herself getting all kinds of jittery again. It was becoming too frequent for her liking but nothing to be done about that.

Lex jammed her hands into her pockets and walked to the top of the classroom, idly walking by the notes on the board and absentmindedly giving them a once over. To most it would look like she was internalizing the information, even getting into deep thought but really she wasn't seeing most of it, just blank stares while she walked. Once on the other end of the board she turned to make her way back down the length of the classroom.

Did it get warmer in here? Not that she was complaining or anything.