Merlin, every time Tobias heard someone mention 'exams', 'OWLs', or even just 'studying', he got an incredibly uncomfortable sensation right in his chest, and felt really super restless. But not the usual kind of Toby restless, it was something else entirely. Closer to the urge to just run away.

But he didn't. He sat there and listened and went between watching Tanner's progress around the room and looking out the window again, and more or less following with what was being said. As for that question, it felt like everything Toby knew about Master Numbers had already been offered, but he felt like surely Professor Tanner would be expecting more... but he couldn't remember any more. That made him panic a bit; if he couldn't remember stuff like this, how was he going to remember anything in the exam?

Trying to keep a neutral expression so nobody could tell he was having a miiiiinor panic, Tobias repeated that mantra in his head. The one that he'd learnt after recent events: My worth is not defined by academic success, my worth is not defined by academic success, my worth is not defined by academic success...

Fine. He was fine. It was okay that he couldn't contribute anything for this question. Toby concentrated on the slight breeze blowing in through the now open nearby window and remained quiet for this question.