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Kayden was more than a bit taken aback by the reactions of his classmates when it came to crests. He knew the things could potentially have adverse effects or dangerous abilities out of someone's control, but this seemed to be more common than he had anticipated. He couldn't even begin to guess what Clarissa's was, but judging by the theatrics it could hypnotize the lot of them. Still, it saddened him to see her distraught, even if they hadn't spoken more than three words to one another. It was the same with Derec, someone he still couldn't quite gauge but he seemed cool. 

It irritated Kayden. His own group seemed either apathetic or happy to learn about their potential powers, with the possibly exception of Rudolph, but he was just barely a step above Kellen in the 'self esteem' category. However, the rest of the students seemed less sure of themselves and a few had even exploded, which also left their teammates bewildered. Auberon and Lienna were at their old banter again, and he smiled despite himself. They reminded him of the members he knew at court, but that only added to his dilemma. Should he be happy about their disunity as a rival, or distraught as a fellow student? His teachings on statesmenship and war were filled with cold, pragmatic self interest and mercilessness, but as his father said, Kayden had the 'soft heart' of his beloved mother, evidently. 

He realized he was distracting himself and pushed the introspection away, doing his best to listen to Tomai and writing down what notes he could. His crest was likely social in nature, unless there was some deeper ability that he hadn't yet figured out, which was a disturbing thought. All the more reason to take the class, at least. The classes were not everyday either? Good, he could catch up on homework and practice his swordplay in a totally vain attempt to impress Kalliope before she kicked his ass the coming weekend. 

Kayden turned to his fellow Eagles with a glance. [color=4851AA]“Do any of you have any concerns with the class, or are we good?”[/color] He asked. The best option for them was likely a 'wait and see' approach. Do the curriculum and try and find an edge in the meantime. Despite his notions of honor, the Prince already had a few seedlings of machiavellian ideas in the back of his pretty head, pieces on a chessboard moving in multiple directions for different outcomes. He simply had to wait and watch, and then make one of his moves.