Masilalt watched the man come in before hearing his name, giving him a look of pure hatred. He could tell Davidson wasn't the history teacher, but they were obviously related, and so he automatically hated the man. He leaned forward on his desk, not saying a word and keeping his eyes on the teacher, judging his every move.

Frans looked up when the door opened, uninterested. "You shouldn't be asking for questions before you've started..." He muttered, shaking his head.