"Thanks, Groose."
Words that not very many people said, but honestly they came out of Pipit's mouth a lot. He watched the taller, stronger man stand up from the table and stretch when he did. "Dun mention it."
Math. Groose had always been better at it than Pipit ever would be, and seeing how the brunette slept through his math classes he was lucky that Groose sort of pitied him. He took the time to go over notes with Pipit, and to show him what was what.
Honestly Pipit got tutored by almost all the students at one point or another. But Groose and Karane were the most frequent. "Wish I could repay you for all your help." He admitted as the red head walked away.
Groose stopped in the doorway and looked back over his shoulder. "Maybe stop pickin' on Cawlin so much. He's stupid, but his hearts in the right place."
Pipit watched him go and thought about it. Not pick on Cawlin. Well it wasn't like he did much picking on him to his face anyway. Just a little bragging.
That would be a hard habit to break.