Hafnir glanced out the window when Emily corrected him. He blinked for about a second, maybe even two. "...Damn." He said, then went right back to his sewing, fingers deftly moving along the incision. Hafnir gave a flick of his wrist, the ring on his finger hooking through the string and cutting it. Behind, he left machine-quality stitches on the newly-repaired bear. 

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"Welcome, Blyke."[/color] Hafnir said, unzipping his backpack and putting the bear in it. He then got up. He was just going to walk out of class now. [color=0072bc]"Good night."[/color] He said to Emily, nodding, before he just left. He was, in fact, heading for the library.