As Edric watched the boy fall into the infirmary, he tried his hardest to suppress a laugh. He failed. Miserably. Once he had gotten a hold of himself, he immediately felt guilty and mumbled an apology under his breath. Then, he began thinking about the pink-haired woman, Lily Brightendale. 

[i]Hey, Azamor.[/i]

[i]What?[/i]

[i]What do you think about this whole situation?[/i]

[i]God, you can be so thick-skulled sometimes. Think about it, who sealed me in this God-forsaken pendant?[/i]

[i]My mother?[/i]

[i]Exactly, Lily Brightendale. You never once thought to ask me if I knew anything?[/i]

[i]I didn't think you'd tell me.[/i]

[i]Christ, I don't hate you that much, kid.[/i]

[i]So, the woman with the pink hair is her?[/i]

[i]Oh, it's her, alright. I could sense her from a mile off.[/i]

The sudden realization that his missing mother was somewhere in the school proved to a bit too much for Edric to handle. He had a sudden need to throw up, and so he ran into a room at the back of the infirmary that looked sort of like a bathroom. He tore into the room and threw up in the toilet. Once he had finished, he looked up to find...

[i]Lily Brightendale[/i].

Unsure of how to react, Edric turned back to the toilet and threw up. Unbeknownst to him, his wallet had fallen out of his pocket while he ran into the bathroom, conveniently landing so that his picture was displayed.