Z wasn't oblivious to Adam's distress, she just didn't care.
"I have an overly long and thoroughly annoying essay to write for Herbology tomorrow and I need to spend the evening playing musical tables in the library to avoid Beckett-he's not too keen on letting me check out books or otherwise interacting with me at the moment," Z said dryly. "I also have a translation to finish up for Runes and I need to go over what the hell Ryan is supposed to be teaching them so I can parse Ross to the students. I don't have time to stop by your office later."
Z looked at Lazzara, mostly immobile and clearly not too keen on staying in the Great Hall.
"I'll give you your wand if you do lunch with me right now to talk about the wards."