Val secretly hoped that Mr. Ian or Mr. Dayyan would call on him. It was a dumb hope, but he held tightly to it anyways. He wasn't a student of Asterrio, there was no way he'd be considered. He nodded at Annie.<br/>"Yeah, I've heard of her, never talked to her though," Val shrugged. He had only been called to the estates once, and that was to fix the saddle of one of the noble's horses before the servant had gotten punished for it breaking. The servant had been a friend of his growing up, and Val didn't care for seeing the people he got along with hurt for something they couldn't control.<br/>He noted the way the goblin girl's face fell as Asterrio scolded her for raising her hand. He vaguely remembered her from his own times as one of the students, but couldn't for the life of him remember her name.<br/>Val leaned over to Annie, whispering. "Which kid do you think is going to be picked first? Definitely not me," he chuckled, trying to hide his disappointment. Annie would probably see it though, she always knew when something was up with him. No magic required.