"You should get some time to figure it out," hopefully, they'd at least offer introductions to the classes Hope could indulge herself in.
Watching Hope dig into her wings just brought a small smile to Emma's face. The little things, wasn't it? They forgot so often just what it was these children missed out on, what they were denied because of the path they had taken, the battles they faced. Hope more than most, her entire life had been a forward struggle for continued existence. And in the blink of an eye it could be taken away.
"I can always write you a note to excuse you." A flat promise, but still. How did they enforce such things here? Slicing up segments of her pie, Emma just shrugged slightly. Could they enforce school for people such as Hope?