Well that was reassuring, but Sisse found she wasn’t sure how to help Mr. Waterford with his own. “Is there anything I can do to help?” She asked with a tentative smile. “I can quiz you if you’d like. Or would that only make it worse?”

At the tidbit of advice she smiled at the older student. She’d be alright, or at least she hoped she would. But she was beginning to worry less about her and more about the third year.