The Headmaster took a seat nearby, and placed the basket of sweets he'd brought for Miataea on the floor; the girl had a vicious sweet-tooth, and he'd been giving some to her since she'd began attending Aledine, partly as an apology for the circumstances that brought her here, and partly as a bribe to keep her here. At this point in time, he was sure that she needed neither the apology nor the bribe, but it has since become a habit of his. He'd give them to her after talking to Adam.

"As you are aware, the opening ceremony is today, and the opening rites is usually done by a student of the teacher choice. Naturally, the first one that came to mind of the faculty was Miataea, but as you can see she's indisposed," he said, tilting his head over to the now girl, who was flipping through the pages of a book. "As Headmaster, I'd thought it best to find a good stand in for her. I had two candidates, and as it happens you are one of them."

The other was of course, Aiofe, but it seemed she was busy with that . . . rather irritating problem that had just resurrected nearby. If that thing wasn't dealt with by the time the ceremony was over, then he would take care of it himself.

"If you accept, I'll see to it that you get healed faster instead of having to take the more, erm, scenic route inside the Hall," he said, fully aware that Adam would be slightly annoyed with having to heal naturally. He supposed it had to do with the boys drive to do more, but in all honesty, if he could, he would avoid taking shortcuts with health. Magic was not an omnipotent cure all, and even the best healing spells missed those small details that could come back with a vengeance later.