He laughed at the possession/fridge story.<br/><br/>Before answering about his own needs, Michael commented: "Though your family might freak out at the prospect, maybe you should inform them that at certain times of the day your phone will be off so that you can, I don't know," he spoke lightheartedly, "do what you came here to." He tapped a book in reference to learning.<br/><br/>"As for me, if you really can't understand this any better than I have," he gestured at a loss towards the instructions, "I'm probably beyond helping. Or, like you suggested earlier, I'll have to go to one of my classmates. Prahdesh always has a handle on things and seems friendly." Michael frowned. He hadn't really gotten to know any of his classmates and wasn't thrilled at the prospect of having to approach one out of the blue like this. "<em>Or</em>," he spoke aloud his third option, "I'll have to go back to my professor and ask for a break down."<br/><br/>That prospect didn't appeal to him much better.<br/>The only one in the class who needed further instruction? But, if his professor didn't succeed in getting the material across, it was Michael's responsibility to seek clarification. This he knew.<br/><br/>"I'll figure it out later," he decided, replacing that assignment, the instructions and his subject book in his bag before extracting material for a different class; the sole class he and Florence happened to share, in fact.