Wric could hear something going on between the teacher, and his hero - but he doesn't budge from his spot. It was just a useless distraction that he needed to funnel out of his brain. He lets the world sink away, and background fade - and before he knows it the class is over. He's oddly at peace, and his mind feels rejuvenated, and refreshed like a blank slate. Baseball glove sized hand pushing himself off the ground so he can crouch, and eventually rise all the way to stand at his towering height. Stopping to wait for the other as she mentions the forest once more. Small smile on his lips as he nearly forgot about that pleasant surprise! "Yes.. hopefully no basilisk will intrude on us.."<br/><br/>His photographic memory helped as he exited the classroom. He'd done a studious run through of the map posted on a bulletin board. He sifted through flocks of students roaming the busy campus until eventually the adventurers reached a flourishing forest. Tall red oak trees, and short blades of grass. Berry bushes lining empty spaces between some of the trees, and in the dead center of the open grounds was a small river flowing gently. "Not exactly a lake, but it is a body of water.." Wric says as he drops his bag off next to the base of one tree, and stretches his half naked upper abdomen as one arm cranes over his head, and the other grips its wrist, and an audible popping of his spine is heard. "So peaceful.. like home." wandering glances were taken at the hero beside him whenever he thought she wasn't looking, maybe even potentially getting caught staring.