"You weren't told?" Oliver asked with a bemused expression. "That's odd, I can't think of anybody besides you who might have requested my presence. Well, that aside, I'm this school's doctor. Evidently it was felt a medical professional was required here, rather than one or two teachers who dabble in healing arts, an opinion I happen to share." He removed his glasses and wiped them on his coat, still talking.

"My name is Oliver Jones."

Glancing over at Desirae, Oliver smiled again. "Yes? What is it dear?"