Maddox very nearly questioned the girl on why she was here if she was incapable of using magic. This was a school for the, ah, "gifted", after all. His own skills were a testament to that fact. However, a solution soon presented itself. "Well, I imagine you don't have any classes with Mr. Eislin, so the only time you've to worry is between classes, yes? I can escort you. I often do so for students who have been bullied," he explained. That, in fact, wasn't a lie to get close to her. It was the honest truth. But, in this case, it merely had the bonus of getting him closer to the pretty young albino.<br/><br/>"And it is a duty of the teachers to protect the students. There's no need to thank me. Or return the handkerchief. It's only a piece of cloth," Maddox said with the smallest of smiles, though it never extended to his sleepless eyes.