After making a comment about the harsh weather and sparking a couple of mini conversations with some of the students, Mr. Hansen, the Art teacher, finally started checking to see who'd done the assignment. Usually, Ethan would have an inner freak out, but thanks to Steph, he had his homework, which provided him with a rare sense of relief. In spite of getting mediocre grades, Ethan and Mr. Hansen shared a good student-teacher relationship, probably due to the latter being pretty young - 28 years old - and, to say the least, extremely compassionate. He even told the boy once that he is perfectly aware that his struggle with juggling ridiculous amounts of social tension is what's holding him back from bringing homework in time, but advised him that he should try and deliver before the deadline regardless. There was a lot of wisdom that matched the man's rugged good looks.

Steph's remark about how she had a good excuse to skip classes didn't go unheard, but Ethan didn't respond immediately, as Mr. Hansen was just nearing their desk. If he was to hear they're planning to skip classes, bad things would happen. "So, Ethan - did you do your homework today?", the Art teacher questioned. Ethan, without so much as looking up at him, simply handed him [s]his[/s] Stephanie's drawing, desperately hoping he wouldn't be able to tell the difference. Mr. Hansen threw a quick glance, let out a titter, then dropped the sheet down on the desk. "That's obviously not yours, but I'll give you a C for actually bringing something this time. If you have any objections, let me know, so I can drop it down to a D.", the man said, brutally and efficiently ruining every possibility for Ethan to make a comeback. The boy miserably nodded his head, let with no choice but to agree. After all, he did it to himself. 

In the other hand, Stephanie got off pretty quickly. He simply looked at her drawing before shifting his sight at his register, motioning what seemed to be like an A. He also made a comment about the two moons on her drawing, but nothing to hint that he actually was versed on the Elder Scrolls lore. 

Right after he waltzed past the duo, Ethan decided to respond. "Let's assume I want to skip classes. What kind of excuse do you have for me?". It was at this point that he realized he could almost feel Stephanie's warm breath, but chose not to face her in fear of creating an awkward moment. The fact that she was invading Ethan's personal space meant that she was gradually getting used to him, implying the time to tell her about his gift/curse was nearing. However, he couldn't risk to confess in a public area - he needed to find a secluded place, hence why he accepted her suggestion to move to a quiet area. 

"So, I have a little announcement to make", Mr. Hansen, now standing before the black board, uttered, provoking everyone in the class to shift their attention at him. "Unfortunately, I have an urgent problem to deal with so I have to go. And, it was a last minute decision, so we couldn't get anyone to replace me. That said, I'm sure you guys are mature enough to get through this by yourselves. ", the man almost finished, packing his stuff as he made one more addition to his announcement. "Oh, and to keep you busy, I have decided to assign you something. It's simple; make a portrait of the person next to you, or simply choose a friend, or whatever. Just keep quiet.", the man said, heading for the door as he did.