Dugan smiles mischievously, exposing a small but somewhat charming gap between his front two teeth. His mind was a jumble with the changes he had experienced, but this just seemed like it would be<em>fun</em>, regardless of what happened. Thoughts of the meeting with his professor had already fled his mind. "Alright then," he says impishly, and turns to walk off, before he stops suddenly. Turning slowly, he grins impishly again, and gallantly offers Mohan his arm. "Madame?" he asks, in a silly fake French accent.<br/><br/><em>No worries! Post as you can.</em>