Nolan felt his stomach tighten as Professor Quinn began the class. He forced himself to calm down and looked down at the blank page before him. "Just try to keep up. Write down the important things. Go over them. Don't be afraid to ask questions. If it's too many questions, come back later." He muttered the words of advice on studying Tidus had given him and breathed. There was nothing to worry about, right?

He was interested to discover that the professor that scared him so much was more interested in seeing what they already knew than pumping them full of information. It made sense, as in all the time he'd spent with his brothers, this was the only class they spoken of where anything they said really stuck. Professor Quinn waited quietly, a heavy silence hanging over the austere room. He tried to think of a question to ask, but the only one he could think of [i]"What make magic Dark magic?"[/i] seemed like something she'd cover right after this. He then remembered something he'd heard in passing and blurted it before thinking twice. "Is it true your position used to be cursed? ...And that you removed the curse?"