[i]The little Scicylla didn't necessarily look tired... she just looked worn-out and weary, as if she had carried the weight of the world on her shoulders only a few moments ago. She pushed a sigh past her lips, only nodding in agreement instead of speaking. Carefully, she closed the book, holding it out to Azalea after.[/i] "Sorry for... being forced to rest so much, Ma'am. I fear I may be more high-maintenance than most pupils."