So Toby had stopped choking on the spider web, just FYI. He'd actually coughed a little extra, too, 'cause it had occurred to him that WHAT IF a spider was actually IN HIS LUNGS, and the thought alone had made him cough super extra double hard JUST TO MAKE SURE that that wasn't the case. But he was fine now, just kinda raspy and red-eyed from his
TRAUMA ORDEAL little moment. All good here.
By the time he was all sorted out, Sophie was beside him, something was going on with Zander's hair and the lint roller, and the class was underway. Toby quickly titled up his notes for the lesson, and then looked at that mysterious box. He had a suggestion about the contents, but by the time he was ready to answer, they were already moving on.
"I bet it's probably not a cat," Toby quickly interjected, and that was thankfully all he had to say on the matter.
The items Airey WAS showing them made sense in terms of being connected... right up until the raisins, though Toby didn't dwell on that thought for long because he was mainly thinking about food and his stomach and hunger and raisins. But anyway... yes. Actual classwork, time to do that.
Toby watched Airey for just a moment longer, eyes then lingering on the plastic box of raisins again, with an expression of befuddlement on his face. It seemed he didn't quite have the impulse control to refrain from raising his hand and saying,
"Professor, I thought you didn't allow food in the classroom? ... They're not cardboard raisins, are they? 'Cause I was gonna ask if you were gonna share, but if they're cardboard, then I don't think I'd eat them, and maybe you shouldn't either, 'cause there's no nutritional value in cardboard, y'know?" It was, really, a completely innocent observation, and once Toby had opened his mouth, he found it difficult to shut up again (as usual). But shut up he did.
Onto the actual work then, and Toby twirled his quill around his fingers for a moment to help him thinking, before getting to writing things down.
Those notes were decent, Toby thought. Well... at least by his standards. As usual, he barely had any idea of what he was doing, but Astronomy seemed to be a class that Toby had managed to stumble his way through with good enough answers that Airey would sometimes even jump on his desk. So it was always worth a shot. He raised his hand now to give his input.
"I bet the space people had something to do with the airtight seal on the plastic box thing, right? Like an airlock? Was tupperware maybe based on airlocks used in space and stuff? Only it keeps raisins fresh rather than keeping humans fresh. Alive, I mean. Or maybe astronauts like raisins and stuff so they made tupperware to keep their food fresh for space, but I bet not cardboard raisins, except I don't think that's right 'cause if you open a tupperware box of raisins in a spacecraft in space they'd go eeeeeeeverywhere and then they might jam up the equipment. Hey, is raisin jam a thing?" Wait, no. Going off track. Very far off track. Toby made a solid attempt to reeeeeel it back in, though.
"But yeah. Airlock. Airtight seals. Yeah." Nod.
Shutting up, now.
Again.
Someone might want to duct tape his mouth closed soon, though.