Richard
"I-I'll be okay, sir. I-I just need some time. Thank you though..." Arel leaned his cane against the desk and placed both hands on the wooden chair that lay in front of it. "I... Guess that I will see you tomorrow?"
Gerald
He nods, "Yep! I'll be there for Tolfdir's class, as well as giving my own lecture, I'll see you there!" He says smiling, "If you need anything, or if anyone is giving you trouble, you let me know, okay?" He says with a kind and caring expression
Richard
He nods one last time as the Khajiit exited his quarters, gently closing the door behind him to avoid disrupting the other students, still clearly stressed about his current situation. So much transpired so quickly it felt as if he could not permeate the dense mental fog that clouded his mind, making it impossible for him to view the world clearly. However, none of this could matter at the moment, he had studying that he needed to attend to, and despite his feeling that he would inevitably fail, the boy was going to give his best effort. At the end of the day, that was all he could offer Jo'Del, though he did feel that his best would never be good enough for anyone. 

Arel sat at the desk and initiated his "Formal" Education, thoroughly reading through "Proposal: Schools of Magic" In dim candlelight for minutes initially. However, these minutes swiftly turned into hours, and before he realized it, morning returned to Skyrim and he had multiple pages of notes taken on the table.
Shannon
There's a knock at the door, "Arel? I have your robes." The voice was young, a dunmer female, from what you could surmise