Verena gasped and dove under the booth, joining Winston. "Ugh, there always has to be at least ONE fight at the beginning of the term, doesn't there.." Her voice trailed off as Moka's rosary was, once again, ripped off. She smacked her forehead. "Oi, oi.. Things get better before they get worse, my auntie always says!"<br/><br/>She turned to Winston with a serious, slightly exasperated expression. "So Winston. Do you know how to fight at all? Or, how to disappear? Teleport? If you know the latter, please let me know."