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There was a visible release of tension in the boil's shoulders, the spines on his shoulder clicking faintly as they realigned themselves with his arm...and Sharra allowed himself that smile, giving a return squeeze to the digits that she had intertwined with his own. "I would not dare refuse my muse." He replied quietly, a soft flush appearing on pale skin. Mind, he knew he owed her far more than a smile, considering the way he'd nigh-on embraced the life of a hermit in past days. Attending classes seemed a monumental step forward.

Mayhap he should plan a date, or at least some private time in order to talk. After class, mind. There were certain teachers he didn't want to incur the wrath of.

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Gene gave Mort a blushing smile and returned his wave, albeit a little less enthusiastic than she usually would, due to embarrassment and hormones and all that fun stuff. Nothing like a sex ed class to make you seriously uncomfortable near your crush, eh?

Oh, the ghost boil was talking. Whoops. Frost in the Storm? Quite a long name. Interesting though! He was probably from somewhere far off, like Yin. "Oh, yes, hello. I'm Genevieve. The weather is quite lovely, yes, I do love the brisk bite of the wind this time of year." Yup, awkward. This class was going to be awwwwwwwwwwkward.

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Eaten...?

Yeah, she'd heard tales of Cricket eating things.. and students. She'd witnessed the student aspect of it before, so it was no surprise this boil was worried about it. "I think...she has a purpose to her eatings, so you should be okay as long as you're careful?"

She couldn't think of why she would have full-on eaten a student, however. That seemed kinda...awkward.

"I mean, I stepped on one of her bugs and she didn't eat me. She just got...mad. So, I think there is a level to her madness."

Ears pinned back, the wolfos was trying to look for things...interesting to look at. "It is nice to meet you Genevieve. Um... have you been here long?" his foot was tapping against the floor. "....this will be a most educational class yes? I ah- Um." He did his best and somehow, managed to not frown. "I find this subject must less embarrassing when not in a classroom."

"Cricket takes her bugs very, verrrrry seriously," Roch said. "Bul ate one of them in our last class, so she ate him. She spat him out, sure, but I heard he glowed for like a week or two afterwards," he told her. He didn't look as if he was joking, either. "Hell, I got in trouble after the haunted house field trip, this bug wrapped around my throat, she can talk through them, too. I swore it was gonna blow up and take my head off with it."

That might have been a joke. Possibly. Okay, not really. But he still held it against Johnny Danger. Then again, any excuse to hate the guy more, and all that.

Wait, did her sitting at his desk make her his partner for sex ed? The punk boil took a good minute to think on that fact before dismissing it. Most likely they'd just be terrorized with more mold stories.

Zar'd heard about the Sex ed class and, at first had been hesitant about coming along. But, he reasoned with a good deal of blushing and fretting. There was some things that he probably /should/ know. And not have to interpret via..other means. Or worse, have to have them explained by his mother. No, a class would be /much/ much better. So he'd come along to this one.

He sat down at one of the tables, expecting Nuru to join him, and tried very hard not to look at anyone in particular.