[u]Sam[/u]

Sam nodded, and smirked back to Aruna’s acknowledgement on him. The man’s attention now focused on the man before him as he answered the pouring questions. “This is a magic College and sadly, accidents happen. I get at least a few students or staff daily from major to minor wounds. The story I was told was that the student, after a rather unexpected event with the demonstrations, ended up clipping a building then landed on some raking tools left out. Thankfully it was only minor and easily healed.” 

He stepped away, his hand held out to show Grey where he should move to. “No, it doesn't. It’s just a basic physical checks and what not, nothing bad. It will be over quickly.”

[u]Lidda[/u]

Lidda loved the looks she got from other students when she shifted her form into new and exotic things, her lips returned the smile in understanding. When Aruna thanked her, the teacher’s head nodded in agreement. “It’s nothing. I’m just glad you’re alright as for that Rune, Samuel still has it on him and it still works. However he tends to be rather understanding about things.” 

When Aruna tried to pass off her state as being well, Lidda just frowned. She knew that trick all too well. Played it several times, though being a Vitamancer helped, namely in hiding the wounds and scratches, and thus wasn’t fooled. She let the Student try to prove her wrong though the strain was perfectly clear in her body and face. Lidda leaned in; her finger beckoned the half Esyire towards her. “You need better acting lessons. Even the young boys in my old Eania squad could fake it better. Besides, it’s bad enough the Headmaster doesn’t listen to Sam and you know what he does to his doses? He makes them stronger and it ends up kicking the Headmaster on his scaly ass.” 

She patted the bed to coax the student into laying back down, her smile filled with knowing and mischief.