<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Willum Wildfang<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Clay Dewclaw<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Healing Arts Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Team Dewclaw, Professor T<br/><br/>The frown that Charlie shot him had Willum raise a questioning eyebrow, but he became distracted by Luna's answer.  There was a small smile knowing that he hadn't been the only one to have undergone such a strange physical, and already he was feeling some semblance of solidarity with his teammates.  Things were definitely looking pretty good, and he felt a bit hopeful about their future together.  As they got closer to the Healing Arts room, he could pick up the sounds of bongos.  Listening to the beat, he tried to hum softly along with it, the rhythm sparking a little teaser of a memory when he was really young.<br/>"Well, strange as she is, she's got a good beat going," Willum idly commented, bobbing his head a little.  "And kudos on trying to say her name.  I don't think I'll be giving it a try, probably bite my tongue in the process."<br/><br/>When the finally reached the classroom, Willum let everyone go in first before stepping inside and closing the door behind him.  Taking a look around, he whistled appreciatively at the sheer amount of plant life inside of it.  Given how cold and barren Eis was, he had never seen so many varieties of plants, and all of them lush and in good health at that.  Being the healing arts class, he guessed that they all had some kind of medicinal value, or perhaps some of them had strange poisons that could be used for something exotic.  Regardless, that they were all here and well cared for meant that Professor Trajeddigt was quite a skilled herbalist, and his respect for the incredibly oddly dressed woman rose.  Seriously though, did she ever get cold dressed like that?<br/><br/>Taking a seat, he watched the... well performance of the teacher with some amusement.  He was quite impressed by the way she smoothly moved, and he noticed quickly how she was able to move without having to watch where she was going.  She was obviously very familiar with her surroundings, and had memorized it all until it was second nature.  Probably the classroom was an extension of her body, though he wasn't going to take the metaphor much farther than that.  When she snapped her question at Caden, Willum had to forcibly keep his mouth shut from answering or raising his hand.  It had been directed at his leader, and it would be interesting to see how Caden would respond.