[Legilimency is definitely a handy skill, in many regards, whether you were a teacher, or a referee, or whoever, really. But it's also a double-edged sword. Sometimes you come across of things you'd rather not know. Sano's back is squared as he guides them through the halls and up the stairs to his office. It's not the first time he's walked this path with a student and most probably not the last, but that doesn't mean he's enjoying it a lot. Moreover, he's already warned Sousuke once. He couldn't care less about a bunch of trouble causing douche bags, who had caused more trouble than they are worth, but Sousuke is a fine lad. Short fused and stubborn, but with his heart in the right place. If it only didn't turn him into a monster, on one of the worse days. It sorta reminds Sano of himself, when he had his ideals, muscles to support them, but too little brain to know the difference between the important and unimportant.
Well, there's no helping it now. He can let someone get away only so many times. He stops in front of his office and turns to the students.]
You all will wait here until I call you inside. If you leave, you will only make it worse. Yamazaki, you're first.
[He opens the door and walks in, waiting for Sousuke to join him. He doesn't sit into his comfortable sofa chair, like so many times before, walking towards the window instead, behind his light, modern cut table (transfigured from the ridiculous massive oak table, that used to be in there instead), motioning with his hand towards the single chair in front of it.]
Sit.
[He gazes out of the window, not looking at the kid, as he tries to think of what to do, waiting for the rustle of clothes and the creak of wood, as Sousuke sits down. A big part of him just wants to grab his broom and break through the glass, fly away somewhere and not think at all. Maybe he'll do that later. But without breaking the glass. Finally he sighs, running a hand through his hair. No avoiding this. Crossing his arms, he turns to Sousuke, making sure the frown is still in place, as he asks.]
What, by a Dullahan's severed head, was that about?
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Well, there's no helping it now. He can let someone get away only so many times. He stops in front of his office and turns to the students.]
You all will wait here until I call you inside. If you leave, you will only make it worse. Yamazaki, you're first.
[He opens the door and walks in, waiting for Sousuke to join him. He doesn't sit into his comfortable sofa chair, like so many times before, walking towards the window instead, behind his light, modern cut table (transfigured from the ridiculous massive oak table, that used to be in there instead), motioning with his hand towards the single chair in front of it.]
Sit.
[He gazes out of the window, not looking at the kid, as he tries to think of what to do, waiting for the rustle of clothes and the creak of wood, as Sousuke sits down. A big part of him just wants to grab his broom and break through the glass, fly away somewhere and not think at all. Maybe he'll do that later. But without breaking the glass. Finally he sighs, running a hand through his hair. No avoiding this. Crossing his arms, he turns to Sousuke, making sure the frown is still in place, as he asks.]
What, by a Dullahan's severed head, was that about?