There were a few things Daphne Hopton's eyes took in as soon as she entered the room. First, it was the lack of furniture. Where was she supposed to sit? Did Professor Truebridge honestly expect her to stand during the remainder of the lesson? Did this mean they'd be doing some kind of energy exerting labor?

Secondly, Daphne took in the sight of Celandine and Copernicus together, standing awkwardly in silence. In fact, everyone was silent for the exception of some kind of humming which came from, not surprisingly, Plymouth Morgan. Standing in front of him with a brow raised in inquisition, Daphne stood off in a distance. "What are you doing?"