Olly's feelings were hurt. He had been perfectly nice and greeted Professor Flamsteed with the customary 'live long and prosper' but had gotten nothing in return. A salute, sure. But no verbal greeting like almost everyone else had gotten. Why? Had he done something wrong? He turned his head and just stared at Flamsteed for a moment, unsure if there was something he was supposed to do. He had used the lint roller and everything. He couldn't possible have done that wrong, could he? Olly scrunched his eyebrows together, trying to think of a reason Flamsteed might not have said hello to him but he was coming up blank. Alright then. Fine.

The lesson was starting now but Olly was still puzzling through what he had done differently. He missed the first part of what Flamsteed was saying but did catch the part where he said they could eat them after the lesson if they survived. If. What was that supposed to mean? He heard the question too, and glanced around him at his apples and at the apples of others. Universal truth? They were apples, did that count? Somehow he didn't think it did.

"Mine's red," he offered, giving said apple a little poke.