Chrys tries to ignore the student's prodding. He did not want to do what they asked. He tried to focus on everything but them, and a soft him emenated from him as his power began to build. As the prodding increased he felt a small pop and the boy was encased in a field, muting him. He did not spot it at first, but when he sensed it, the bubble popped and released the boy.

"Damn it..." Chrys huddled into himself. He lost control. This power was something that seemed to have a mind of his own. If the student had been sent into that subspace.... No. He wouldn't let that happen. He focused even more on his work, doing his best to ignore the stares and murmurs.