spots the student crying in the halls. Well, that's no good. "Hey, little one!" he calls. "What is it?"

looks surprised that he's been caught and immediately wipes his eyes. 'What? N-nothing, I'm fine...'

makes a face, patting the boy's head. "It's okay if you aren't, kid... C'mon, I'll pay you some tea and you tell me what happened."

his throat threat another sob so he just nods. 'O-okay...if you're offering tea...' He gratefully follows the teacher.

pats his shoulder lightly, guiding him to his office. "Here, close the door, then tell me who bullied you." he hums, grabbing a large_

thermos with water, adding a sache of chamolile tea to the mug. "Hope ye like it... not too many falvours."