Amy smiled, and tried to get rid of the paint, but as she couldn't see her forehead, it stayed smeared with white paint. She rolled her shoulders, and said "we all have our talents. Mine just happens to lie in hacking, tracking and as a result, security. I can't really put up the good security in a few hours, but when I have time, I will. Did you notice the broken shelves, where the books probably came from? I was thinking of fixing them up, joining the desks together, and I've already brought white board markers for the white board, at least until we can get something electronic. Although Jack could probably get that easy" she mushed, yawning towards the end of her words, and rubbing her eyes in an almost child like mannor. "I'll be fine. I don't have training tonight. And schools easy anyway." She smiled again.

"We really should head to class"