That sated feeling is starting to diminish now. Jade props himself up on one elbow, looking up at his teacher. He's smiling again, but there's a slight edge to it that's almost vicious.

"You don't want me here," he says, like it's fact. He wonders why that makes him feel...something, he's not sure what, only that's it unpleasant. But he shouldn't be feeling anything; it's not as if there's anything in particular linking the two of them.

Regardless, something simmers under his skin, dark and angry.

"Why?" He asks, voice flat, even as he continues to smile. Maybe Professor Rammsteiner wants him to leave just because it'd mean trouble if a student was discovered in his rooms. That would be the logical explanation, but Jade doesn't think that's it. "Did you have enough? Or are you trying to run again?"

What a laughable concept, when he's covered in Professor Rammsteiner's mess and his own.