Lexie glanced at Wes next to her, raising her eyebrows. She couldn't recall him mentioning that his dad would be teaching them this year, or perhaps he hadn't have known himself. Either way, having Soul Evans for a teacher would probably be worthwhile - as a Death Scythe, he had to know his stuff. She quickly flipped her notebook to a blank page, and rapidly started jotting down notes, remembering that if you're trying to collect a witch soul, it was definitely not worth the headache confusing it with a human - or animal, such as a cat - soul.