DJ's glare only grew more intense. There was a curious shift in his scent. Shame? Fear? Surprise? A mixture of all of it? A few students nearby had turned to watch them. The area around Ryder and DJ was noticeably quieter than the rest of the room. "Why don't you mind your own damned business?" he said. "If anyone should be taking notes, it's you." He turned away from Ryder to the person he'd partnered up with. The students around DJ looked at Ryder, a couple of them muttering to each other.<br/><br/>OOC: Did we decide on Conditions yet?