Diane noticed with some curiosity the older woman entering the class. She thought she saw her before... ah, yes, the nurse, wasn't she? She tended the girl with the injured wrist. She was rather young for a member of the staff. There was some other stuff that bothered Diane from the opening feast, but for the life of her, she couldn't remember right now.

Stepping forwards, Diane took her position in the front of the class and stood just besides the nurse, in fact.