Praetor had gone back to the kitchen, taking a seat he got out his most recent test. His time as professor was grand, the students were great and any vampire who went near the university was never heard from again. He did not tolerate the death of the bright young minds in his care. He was dedicated and caring teacher, he loved inspiring them and telling them stories of Rome, it was the only place anyone seemed to value history. In today's world he felt out of place and alone, unlike others he sired Vampires when he saw a man who needed to do more, be more. He loved and hated what he was but he could never bring himself to end it, he was a monster yet one who loved and cherished the world. Sighing he finished grading the last test. He reached up and pulled the glasses off his eyes, he had always had needed the glasses to read better it seemed, receiving his first pair from a very kind man when he first landed in America back when it was colony. He rubbed his eyes and sat them back down on his face before getting up, tucking the tests back in his bag.

He decided to get himself a drink before retiring back to Mira, finishing the blood pack he walked in on her conferencing with Klaus. "I'm assuming something going on? Your not normally back this soon." Praetor chimed in from the door, forgetting to remove his glasses.