Aboli was SO excited for the potions seminar. She found that she was missing Noble more and more as time went on....he was mean, but it was an amusing kind of mean. Trent used to be that kind of mean, too, but this year that had at changed. Like, if someone was a good person at heart, they could still be mean. Aboli had lost faith in Trent's morality completely at this point. It was funny, too, because she had never before thought herself as a moralist, or someone who cared about morals. Hmm.

Curious indeed.

"Good day, Healer..." She squinted at the woman's nametag. "Ryder-Jones!" she smiled and nodded at the woman. She loooooved the color of those robes. Bright. Happy. Fun. Something she would never wear, but hey, this woman pulled them off.

She had a seat at a workstation and got reaaaaal close to the jar of what looked like peppers, squinting at them now.