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There was a weird mix of energy a out the room. Some clearly eager to use their magic again, while others seemed to be either exhausted or uncaring. Salem focused his attention at the two that were practically bouncing in place. His mind immediately going to the thought of how Lilie must be doing the same thing. Eager to get her lessons on and advance, or at the very least use, her magic. He would've liked to think that even Max would have more energy than the other two in the room. He may not like people, but he seemed genuinely interested in figuring out more about magic and developing his skills with it as varied as he can. Why else would he take up Salems offer to trade lessons for transmutation and evocation. The final student, however, held a different pose from all the rest. He couldn't quite decide how he felt about her. Either she was very good at what she could do, or she was cocky and overconfident.

Salem listened on to the explanation that Professor Leo was giving to the class. He hadn't really thought about how other plant mages may of developed outside of a non plant family. They didn't have much of the knowledge that he, and apparently this raven haired girl, had. At least, not if Professor Leo had to explain about what cuttings were. Salem glanced over towards the overall girl, noticing her look towards him before he turned his attention back towards Leo. Was she sizing up her competition? Or simply just surprised to see another mage who already knows about the subject? If it was the former, then Salem had no cares on how she viewed him. He wasn't here to compete with other mages of  his kind. He was here to learn, develope, and enhance his skills for what he would need in the future. 

Once the Professor finished his little speech and gave out the pairings, Salem began to make his was towards his table, noticing that Angelica was already there. He slipped his hands into one of his aprons pockets and pulled out a pair of small leather gloves that came up just past the wrist. Slipping them on and tugging on the cuff of each glove to ensure they were snug. He extended a gloved hand out towards Angelica for her to shake. [Color=82ca9d]"Salem Spellman. I don't know about 'showing them serious magic' but I am ready to further develop my skills and hone the ones I have. We may be speeding things up, but horticulture is still about patience, practice, and a delicate touch. Don't want to be singled out for knowledge only to wither our cutting on the first try now do we?"[/color]