It was nothing of the sort, Cyrus growled internally. All who partook of his lessons were his students, regardless of their positions elsewhere in the school. Being that Uxie was in his classroom, he believed it to be well within his authority, and well-deserved to boot. But he wasn't about to push farther, and calmed himself with thoughts of his impending divinity.

"Perhaps. Perhaps not. Tell me, what is it that you teach?"

Impending divinity and ripping the essence from Uxie once again, that is.