"Thanks  teach."  Nate smiles and moves to sit next to Pete.  This should be fun.  Thanks to his parents genes and vocation, Nate's mind was always hungering for more.  "Hey Pete, hows life?" Nate asks as he sits down.



  "Thanks prof, that would be great." Nate answers, knocking on the door.  "I may have a sharp mind, but it tends to get me lost from time to time.  Plus anything you can tell me about the training we are going to do, plus how you cope with all the minds at once, how you look at the world so nicely when so many are against us, etc...."  Nate trails off not sure if he should go on.  A dark feeling starts in his gut as he thinks of how his parents would have loved being here.