June watched as the headmaster left the stage with feelings of bitterness and disappointment coursing through him. This had been the same treatment Sebastian had been given, his own academy had brushed off the incident and taken zero responsibility and made no attempts to actually fix the underlying problems. Weak. Pathetic. This headmaster was exactly the same. He was readying himself to leave and find something to set of fire, preferably something expensive and school property, when a crocodile started wading his way through the crowds to the stage. June piqued up, his interest captured by the unusual creature. He'd never seen a power like it before and couldn't really tell the gender or age from a look at this distance. Come to think of it he didn't know much about bestial-meta humans and only had rumors to go on, some people said they lost their humanity, others said otherwise. Usually this would be a ridiculously interesting turn of events but he was busy being pissed at the headmasters lack of responsibility and accountability to be more than intrigued. That was until Dr. Olin started talking. One question answered, he was well and truly in touch with his humanity, more so than the headmaster for sure. This guy said everything that should have been said to begin with. A person was dead, a living breathing entity not some point of data to be addressed then forgotten, and he didn't back down from the hard truths either.

By the time Henry was finished June had a grim smile of his features, at least one person in the staff knew what was right, at least he was taking some measure of responsibility. He hadn't erased the fact that the school had failed the girl, and June was naturally still going to cause them some pain for that, but he had earned some respect back for the establishment. If only a little. The voice behind him brought June out of his thoughts and he looked back over his shoulder to Dreadlock and what he had to say caused June to quirk an eyebrow in surprise. "Well" he said after a moments consideration, his distinctive Australian accent as prominent as ever "the headmaster is more of a dropkick than Id pegged him for, which is pretty fucking incredible to be honest. Though I have to admit Professor Scales surprised me. Looks like at least one of the staff doesn't have their heads up their asses. Doesn't fix the fact they fucked up, but its nice to know. And what about you Dreadlock" he smirked, they had nicknames already, how cute "Any startling insights into this mess?" What the hell, he might as well make a start on actually getting to know the kid a little. He had planned on meeting people today after all and was going to chat with the kid eventually. Besides, casual antagonism was one of his favourite pastimes even when he was pissed at a failed authority structure.