Jasper stops at the door of the class warily eyeing the supernatural creatures who fill the room. A sense of fear and dread creeps up to him at the thought he might have to fight one of these creatures in the near future but he buries his fears while walking towards a seat. Instinctually he highlights the important pieces of the room, a paperweight on the teacher's desk heavy enough to be used as a bludgeoning tool, the types of creatures milling about and the ways one would need to use to dispose of them, the positioning of the windows in case a speedy exit is needed or a flier tries to attack him through that space. Even once he takes his seat at the back of the class, his body refuses to relax as his warry eyes dart around the room.