Allen spoke up as soon as the two girls shut up. "Could you not throw a hissy fit over reading something? It's just words. If you've already read it then follow his example and sleep." Allen pointed to Angelo, before crossing his arms. His voice was harsh and hateful. "Now, I figure our lovely professor will have some insight the book doesn't. And I'd be happy to learn whatever that insight may be, thank you." He turned back to face Professor Stein.

Myth winced when Allen spoke up, and waited until he turned to face the professor again to look up from the desk, which he had started idly doodling on. He didn't speak up about his meister, but he knew that some rumor or something would start and he'd get the brunt end of it. Especially in EAT class, where there was certainly a few people with soul perception. Myth started to sink into the back of the seat, trying to hide.