Tristan had managed to get back to the hotel after a while. He couldn't help, but wonder if his powers had really returned. He kept getting memory flashes and it was unsettling. "Good thing that chick was there to..." He remembered something else. "No... Couldn't be..." He said as he got dressed. He was gonna need to head down there. And he did.
He made it back to that school quickly. Casual clothes as always. A bit baggy as most of his things were. Despite the good looks his clothes didn't really help the image. Moving through the halls he got a few stares, giggles, and chuckles. A joke or two was thrown his way, but none of that mattered right now. He burst into the classroom. "I need to speak with you." He said quickly before noticing the class. "Crap..." He mumbled inaudibly.
"Um... Class... This is... Tristan Parker. A young student of mine." She lied through her teeth, but the class more or less believed it being that she was likely the type who could get personal clients and such. Some of the girls didn't even care because clothes aside he was a pretty handsome dude and had given a nice donation and didn't even request anything. He left it to kids.
"I know this is bad, but I need to borrow your teacher. Would anyone actually mind getting out of class early?" He spoke quickly.
"W-wait... I can't just..." The doctor tried to argue.
"This is important." He was serious.
"E-even so..." She wasn't sure what to do. Most of the students were packing up anyway, happy to get a free bee.