Heather is silent through it all. She has no input so why bother? The more she listened the more a sense of dread passed over her. So they were going to fight some evil empire thing that took a religious look at world domination…great. The moment the headmaster started speaking her cat had moved off the desk and went back to her shoulder. She pet it under its chin and found herself strategizing. There was a lot to be done and not a lot of time to do it.<br/><br/>At the mention of a fire-starter she gave a small grin. She knew exactly who to ask but wondered if he would be up to the task. Her thoughts of him were alright but he would need some looking after. When he was done speaking she walked up to his desk and said, “I got a fire-starter in mind. He’s new but he’s alright. I’d like to take him with if that’s alright. Even if it’s not you know I’m probably going to do it anyway.” She said with a small grin on her face. “I’ll take care of him. And who knows, he might show us all up.”