"Should you need any medical attention," Cressida said, "I will provide it. But you're fine and don't have a condition. If you did, you wouldn't be dancing. Up, up." She patted the chair and then Davian finally seated himself in it. He looked casual enough and she came to stand around him and looked at him with her arms folded neatly before her with a frown, "Davian, I don't expect you to be repentant, but this is ridiculous. And honestly, this is a lot of work, especially for you."
If only he could put this much effort into his school work, but Cressida knew baby steps were a necessity. It was a miracle she got him to show up to class often and even do a minimal amount of homework. "You'll be serving detention with me. That much is obvious, but your detention will involve helping me with the plants around campus as spring approaches. There are a number of rose bushes we need to check on and a myriad of other plants. I thought I was going to be shorthanded, but it appears that Fortuna has smiled upon me when she frowned upon you."
She then leveled her eyes on him, "What exactly did you hope to find in here, Davian?"