Professor Eichel's hand is moving, slowly palming up and down his thigh. Jade sips at his tea quietly, not speaking up in support of either side; this is a waste of time, as far as he's concerned.

But he knows better than to completely stop paying attention to the situation. Professor Eichel wants something, that much is clear.

"You were one of my students," Professor Eichel is saying. "I pay attention to my students - especially ones covered in such powerful Dark Magic."

Dark Magic? Jade's head lift, staring at Professor Rammsteiner.