Cobalt opened up his textbook and smiled. Now this was some work he could get behind. He quickly began writing down processes and formulas as he solved each problem quite easily. 

After a few minutes he put down his pencil and closed his book. He wasn't a big fan of math but it was something he could do at least. It was then that he noticed the paper airplanes fluttering around the room. They were being thrown by his teammates, most likely for communication purposes. The real question was, what were they talking about? The airplane they were communicating with got thrown in the trash, he was most likely going to be looking at that after class and after everyone was gone. In the meantime though he would probably just observe his teammates.