Professor Eichel. A memory returns to Heine, or a fragment of one; when he'd been a student he'd taken one class under him. It was an interesting course, keeping even Heine's attention... but no, he hadn't liked the man even then. After Jade said that he would be studying with him (instead), Heine had liked him even less.

There were rumors about him. Heine isn't sure if they're the same now, and he takes a long moment before answering, eyeing Jade's feet in the meantime. Is he injured? Was it the tournament, or—?

"Why are you asking now?" He lifts his chin to look Jade in the eye this time. He'll answer, but he wants to know why first.