It was only after Lorenzo had left the room and turned off the screen that Arrish would slouch into his chair, and take off his sunglasses. Tired eyes looked over to the spot that the projector had been beaming its emotional payload and thought to himself.

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[color red]What the hell was that?[/color][/b][/i]

He had known about some of the creatures they were facing, and even that potentially what was thought to be a caste system could just be genetically enhanced slave drones, but that was something else. Had the Cruxi been kidnapping sentient life to add to its collective, or were they transforming any species they came across into their own personal slaves and warping them so far as to be unrecognizable for a specific use? What would humans look like if they were stretched so thin as to be another species entirely? He shuddered at the thought.

He needed to get away from this, and into another room. He needed to put himself to use. The redhead stood up from his chair and was about to dismiss himself from the class as Elora had done, only to see the other person left was Minerva. When did that happen? He whipped his head over to where Minerva had been sitting and forced the words out.[color red]"Muh-Minerva, where did everyone go? Forget that, do you know where I can find Griff? I need to catch him up on the lecture he missed. He wouldn't still be in the brig, would he?"[/color]