Ssarak found it strange when Coco left with seemingly no word or reason, but then again, everything about that plant-being seemed strange, so he did not take it to heart. Since Leith seemed to have moved from his chair, Ssarak simply took a few more moments to relax and calm himself. He consciously knew that what he had just seen was nothing more than an illusion, a convincing dream. That knowledge did not help him to rid himself of the pain it had caused him, but it was a start, at least .

Ssarak could not help but to glare at Satori. The anger within him was evident, but he was still conflicted on what to think about her. On one hand, the demonstration had certainly shown her power, but the extent she took it to was uncalled for. He could see the argument that they would need to be able to deal with hostile psychomancers, so they would have to learn what it was like to feel their influence, but was learning not meant to be a gradual, controlled process? If Ssarak had decided to throw a young, inexperienced warrior onto the field of battle, he would certainly expect the recruit to perish. It seemed foolish to subject and entire room full of students to such pain, especially when many were armed and entirely unprepared for the event. Perhaps Satori had control over what she was doing, but what if a student had unintentionally harmed, or even killed, another in the confusion? The golems were there to protect them, but they were not omnipotent. If a student had drawn a knife and stabbed another directly beside them, would the golems even have time to react? Ssarak did not doubt Satori's power, and he still wanted to learn what she knew, but he strongly questioned her judgement. 

Though Ssarak did not consciously notice them, the pollen released by Lucilia's plants dramatically helped to calm his nerves and make him forget his nightmare for the moment. Instead he refocused his attention back to the crowd around him. Apparently, Uicle had performed some kind of demonstration, but Ssarak had been too lost in thought to even pay attention. Much of the crowd in the dining hall had began to dissipate, so Ssarak was was able to notice a familiar face sat on the ground, leaning against the wall. She had not fared any better than himself when it came to the nightmares, it seemed. Given what she had described to him about her past, he could only imagine what kind of torments Satori would have been able to create from her memories. Concerned, Ssarak approached her. 

"Are you alright, Aruna?" He asked, his tone empathetic. "The psychomancer's demonstration seems to have affected everyone, and not in a positive way. My own nightmare was painful...in many more ways than one." He turned his head back toward the teacher's table and looked at Satori, emitting a low, distinctly draconic growl. "I cannot say I approve."