Seeing that Rila had fallen asleep, Emily raised the blanket to her shoulder's and caressed her cheek gently. She knew that she should return to class but Emily could not bring herself to leave Rila alone with that boy. Looking around her briefly, she saw a spare stool next to the nurse's desk. Passing the werewolf boy as she grabbed the stool, she paused and turned to him. Her brows narrowed as she stared, wondering what the boy may be thinking about. She cleared her throat, hoping to attract his attention.<br/>"I'm-- sorry for hurting you. As horrible my first impression of you is, I shouldn't have attacked you in that way." Emily said softly, with a genuine look of concern. She set her stool down besides the bed and perched. After a few deep breaths she turned to the werewolf again. "But if you hurt my friend again, regardless of your stupid werewolf code, I will do whatever it takes to stop you," this time she spoke with a harsher tone.<br/><br/>Sitting on the edge of his seat, Alixan followed the teacher's instructions; watching feet and body stance as they prepared to fight. He made quick notes and sketched their stances. The rest of the class seemed engrossed in betting on the winner. Most were in favour of the teacher; Alixan silently supported Marcus.