"Galevin." He answered, giving a sigh. 'I hope you get outta here now, To', hopefully, I'll see you when I get out...all luck willing.' Galevin thought to himself. "And besides, even if I was a students, wouldn't it be wrongful of you just to take me? I mean, isn't it your responsibility as a 'Student Teacher' to take me to confiscation?" Galevin said, feigning a smile, thinking it best to not seem so unnerved. If he seemed confident, he thought, then he would be able to get out. He kept reassuring himself of this, as much as he felt differently inwardly. Little did he know, he almost seemed a bit willing, in his facade of confidence.