Emmalyn listened to his words carefully, "nothing in that tank that will harm you." He had said almost the exact same words as she stood next to the lake that horrible day. That time he had left them alone. She wasn't going to let that happen again.

After taking another deep breath and steeling her nerves, she bolted up the stairs and next to Professor Wayland's side. To say she was in his bubble, would be an understatement. She was practically glued to his side. Her heart thundered with anxiety and she kept her body poised to bolt at a moments notice.

Nervously, she let her head turn to the side, just enough to view the hippocampi, and cringed at the sight of them bolting towards the professor and her where they stood. She was slightly put at ease by the fact the hippocampi seemed to enjoy plants, not people, and allowed herself to move her hands just enough to take some notes.





Once she had taken down some observations, she glanced around to see if anyone wanted to work with her. She really wasn’t sure what else she was supposed to write down after watching the hippocampi for only a few moments.