Irial nodded. "It has," he agreed. He hadn't seen her around the school for a while. Then again, he himself had holed himself up in his common room and dorm, steering clear of the students.

"How have you been?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. His clothes may have changed today, but his stance hadn't. He was grateful he'd pulled his hair back, it was rather warm in the corridor. Odd. That when the weather was rotten outside, the atmosphere in the castle was just the same. Or at least, that was his observation. He wasn't sure with Rhea though. She seemed...different.