When she heard him, she didn't seem surprised. Logic didn't necessarily always pan out. Looking over to the hedgehog, she eyed him for a few moments and nodded slowly. Then as if that settled things for her, she reached for a smaller pile of books - ones he wasn't using as his personal bed - and began to replace them.

Although to claim she was putting them back in the order they were in originally would have been inaccurate. She'd not paid such close attention to how they were arranged to begin with.

"The Headmaster then," Ziio replied. "It seems I have little choice, if he's responsible, as you suggest." Implying there really was more than she understood.

Could it truly be that she had been brought for a reason? It seemed as if anyone could tell her, it'd be the man Shadow spoke of.