Sasha drifted along a shady path leading to his lab, taking his time as he did so.
Classes would start at 2 sharp, Oleander would make sure of it. Then later that day classes with Milla would begin.
Sasha found it odd that he was the only teacher who did not actually teach anything. He would like to teach, maybe for short periods, and with a minimal amount of students.
But then he would have to do it everyday and it would really get in the way of experiementing.