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Lienna gave Lysander a flat look. She wasn’t sure what a “social experiment” was, but she didn’t like the sound of it. Lucky for the skinny nerd, Professor Tomai came in with a slightly more acceptable answer. So he was worried they’d accidentally hurt each other, was it? Lienna would have thought that’d be all the more reason to keep the nurse lady around, but if this was the wisdom of the monastery then she supposed her protests would fall on deaf ears. They were probably in more danger during combat training anyway, considering Kellen’s aim. 

Meanwhile, Derec still looked like he saw a ghost, and asked whether he could opt out of the new class. Honestly, she wasn’t sure what he was so afraid of; so he was gold digging, so what? He might personally be an idiot, but not even Lienna could fault him for that. But she [i]was[/i] curious what exactly he used his Crest [i]for[/i]. For all she knew, he was marrying into a noble family too, or being adopted by one. She and Derec might end up cousins by marriage or something, knowing her luck. Or maybe he was trying to become a Knight of Seiros; that'd suit his sanctimonious attitude. More than anything, she was surprised nobody figured it out sooner, herself included. After all, how else does a peasant get into Garreg Mach? 

With that, the class was dismissed, and Derec was quick to flee into Professor Michail’s arms. There’d probably be some irony to it if she cared to think about it, but she didn’t. Lienna was still surprised about Clarissa’s reaction; she hadn’t known the girl long - or really even spoken to her much, come to think of it - but she always seemed so calm and assured, it was odd to see her so shaken. Lienna would have thought she’d keep her composure in the face of ruin if only to avoid being called crass. 

She smirked. Maybe Crests were just a sore topic for redheads. 

Not that Lienna herself was one to talk, what with her own little [i]peculiarity[/i] still left to be figured out, but surprisingly, it didn’t trouble her too much. Professor Tomai’s broken machine was more his problem than hers so long as she avoided any more Crest checks. If they were just practicing, it shouldn’t be an issue. Probably. 

She glanced up when Auberon started talking, unsurprised at his comments. Once more, his nobility was showing. She shrugged boredly. [color=baa7c7]“Not necessarily. Back home people thought Crests were more a curse than a blessing; if you had one, you kept it to yourself.”[/color] She crossed her arms. [color=baa7c7]“Maybe he’s from somewhere similar. Judging by that hair I wouldn’t be surprised if he was another Gautier brat.”[/color]

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