"I would imagine that he'd almost be desperate for chances to just be a normal man. No expectations other than basic human decency," she shrugged her shoulders, deciding that yes, this would likely be the best option.
But who, in her family, was the best then? There were still women in between her and this Sibyll so it never occurred to her that it might be Cassandra herself. Her ego wasn't that large. Still, with a tilt of her head, she conceded the argument to Savannah. It was a decent point. "If that were the way of it, then there would be years where there were no students at all in the upper levels of the class. Not to say that I disagree, of course." Only she did wonder if it would then go the way of alchemy and only be in session if there were enough interest. Speaking to the Headmaster would be interesting. Some were extremely against Divination as a whole.
"I appreciate your nature of simply giving without waiting to be asked," she confessed, smiling, "The question 'do you need assistance' or its ilk always feel like probing for an excuse to walk away." It was funny, she thought to herself as she glanced around, the castle never really did change, did it? Even things that should have looked older were practically identical to what Cassandra remembered.