"Late again," Lysander raises an eyebrow at you as you sit down next to him.

He wasn't a bad person, most of the time, but he didn't seem to be too fond of humans.

It made sense, truly. Most people underestimated him because he was a hybrid; he had only been able to study and have a profession because his owners were rich and privileged.

And since he was your superior, he seemed to find delight in knowing he could order you around and be condescending without repercussions.

"Well? Explain."