Lenny clung for dear life even after the teacher was called. He had decided before he had come to the school that when he got here, he would not disobey or be dishonest in any way. He was ready to accept the consequences when suddenly he was suddenly tugged by his shirt with surprising force. As his arms where his weakest, the opened up the clinch just enough to let the over get a strike to his floating rib. He let go so he could be moved easily, expecting the called teacher, but was surprised to see himself brought into an empty room, a young woman before him. Almost his promise was gone, and he was willing to bend the truth to save his own hide. Breathing heavily he nodded to her as she shushed him before he could properly apologize and thank here. Instead he focused on controlling his breathing and licking his wounds.