Quin absently watched Charlie, his concern for a student outweighed any lustful thoughts he may have had. "You wanna go to the infirmary? I'll write you a pass." He spoke lightly. A moment later his attention was drawn to the doorway of his office, Troy was passing in the hall. "Hey. You need to keep better tabs on your students." The fox snapped harshly, catching the large equine's attention.<br/>Troy tossed something into the storage closet before his impressive bulk filled the doorway. "Lester again? Brat said he was going to the restroom, what'd he do?" Troy spoke as he looked the two foxes over. "Doesn't matter what he did, Lexxie doesn't want him cutting classes." Quin retorted with a rather intimidating tone, ears pressed back tightly with irritation.<br/>Troy shifted and frowned a bit, "Yeah, yeah." He mumbled with a dismissive hand wave as he turned and headed back toward his own office. Quin glared darkly in the horse's wake. After a moment he grunt softly and turned his focus back to Charlie,  "Sorry about that. Infirmary? Or you good to head to class?"