Theodore waited back at the TARDIS, he'd periodically check in with Lila during the course of the class, and from what she said, it's a normal psychology class, boring, but Lila's keeping watch. She gave him details on the students, they only talked when Professor Stanford called on them, otherwise they remained largely silent. Almost made Lila want to act out, because of how eerily it felt being in the classroom with silent classmates.

She merely joked this, but Theodore warned her against it, before asking more about the class. He helped her with stuff that she didn't have an idea on, but otherwise, the class looked as normal. Students remaining abnormal. The cluster of strangeness.

Lila remained covert as she spied on the class and Professor Stanford, until the end of the class, and she told Theodore that she'll be back at the TARDIS in a few minutes.

Theodore stayed by the TARDIS waiting for her, wearing fur-lined gloves and all, as he felt the chill of the wind pushing against his face.

He sees her walking towards him with papers and books pressed against her chest as she's trying to avoid getting caught in the cold breeze.

Relieved, Theodore opened the door for her as she rushed in with her papers ruffling in the breeze.

Immediately, Theodore asked her questions and Lila gave him answers as she sat the stack of books and papers down near the steps as she ran a hand through her hair.

"He monologues too much, but otherwise, he's like any other professor," Lila tells Theodore as she sat near the stack.

Sighing, Theodore asked if she found anything of note, which Lila replied that it's what she told him. None of the classmates talked unless Professor Stanford called on them.

"I don't like it," Theodore concludes as he sat beside her while she went through the papers. Her homework for the first class, going through books, and answering questions. The typical homework.

Lila tells him, "I doubt he'll do anything to me on the first day. From what Conan said, it took a while before Eve showed changes."

Frowning, Theodore rested his hands under his chin as he thinks to himself while Lila worked on her homework.

"I have him again for the rest of the week, maybe something happens at the end of it, I don't know what to tell you, Theodore," Lila shrugs as she began looking through the first book as she held the first piece of paper next to it.

Flipping through the pages, she begins to read the passages required for the first portion of the homework.

Theodore sat beside her, looking at the page as Lila thumbed through it for details, and Lila reminded him that she can't have help with her homework. Cheating's not acceptable and all that.

"I really don't like this, Lee," Theodore motioned with his bare hand after taking off his gloves.

Lila turned towards him and asked, "Is it because of the dinosaurs?"

Theodore's always the cautious one of the two, but became more so after that disaster of an adventure.

Left Lila with bite marks up her arms, feeling numb from the antibacterial stuff the doctors gave her, and sleeping was a PITA!

After that adventure, Theodore never felt more inclined to keep her leashed, at least what she felt, because of it.

"Maybe so, what of it?" Theodore looked away briefly.

Sighing, Lila tells him while she nudged him with her shoulder, "I told you I was okay after the medicine took and the bites healed. Come on, spaceman, maybe we were out of our element the first time around, but it's been… what twenty adventures ago… I know what I'm getting into."

Since the TARDIS kidnapped them and Hamon's push, they've been adventuring. While green at times, they're getting the hang of it, and the bites on Lila's arms, well, while they made things problematic for a while, they came with the job.

As much as Lila wanted to say otherwise, considering she's already a librarian that ended up as a companion, but here she is.

"Fifty," Theodore corrected her.

Lila recoiled as she echoed, "Fifty?"

Nodding, Theodore counted the adventures since then, it's been fifty. Fifty adventures since the dinosaur incident and at least twelve afterwards before Lila's arms healed and she's able to work without anyone noticing her in pain. Having it happen during the coldest part of the year worked out in her favour since she's able to hide the bites with long sleeves.

"Point is, Theo, we're not exactly experts, but getting hurt's part of the learning experience," Lila sighed as she sees doubt on his face before she nudged him with her shoulder again, getting his attention.

Theodore fretted as he looked at her, "I have a bad feeling about this, Lee."

Something about this adventure isn't setting well with Theodore and with what Lila's told him about her first day, already added onto his concerns.

Sighing, Lila laid her head on his shoulder as she tells him, "Like I said, I don't think he's going to do anything to me on the first day. He's probably going to wait until I'm settled before he tires. It's not like he's keeping a ray gun in his desk or something."

Frowning, Theodore nods before he turned his head towards her as he reminded her, "If he suspects anything, you know what to do."

Nodding, Lila replied that she knows what to do if her cover's blown and the professor figures out hat she's not there for quick and easy credits.

"Good, now do your homework," Theodore pointed at her, causing Lila to snort before firing back.

"Aye aye, captain," she smirks at him, causing him to roll his eyes before he planted a quick kiss on the side of her head and she gently squeezed his nose.

Her pencil bobbing as she's filling out the sheets of paper handed to her by the professor, Lila reads through the books and doing her homework while Theodore's doing other things around the TARDIS.

He's busied trying to fix it up, which is already an undertaking, and he remarked that he's shocked that it's even operating at all considering the state of the wires.

Everything else blurred because Lila doesn't know any of the words coming out of that man's mouth other than the TARDIS' a mess and somehow still working.

Old reliable, indeed!

Thumbing through the last book for the last portion of the homework, Lila sees the header referring to childhood trauma and read it while following along the homework.

Standard, it talks about the coping mechanism a child creates to deal with childhood trauma and the examples. How the child may sometimes blame the trauma on themselves, despite it otherwise, and how it affects them in their adult years.

As she reads, Lila sees something odd in the passage about childhood trauma dealing with the death of a parent and how it's common for children to blame themselves for it. The more she read it, the more it… almost… looks like… it's…

Blinking several times, Lila looked at the passage as it remained unchanged, to the point she flipped a page continuing it, showing more of how the child…

"Lee?" Theodore called out to her, snapping out of it, and she looked up to him. He asked if she'd help him with the wiring and she nodded. Looking down at the opened page, Lila's eyes narrowed as she sees it's… back to normal… but… how…

Blinking, she stuck her papers in the book, closed it, and got up to help Theodore with the wiring as he's unable to hold the wires while splicing them.

It took time, but Theodore managed, and when he finished, Lila returned to restart her homework. Opening the book, she looked for the passages she read, but didn't find them, blinking, she shook her head, and went to work.

When she finished her homework, Lila looked it over, as she did, she looked at her writing, seeing answers that she knew she didn't write.

One of the questions on the piece of paper in her hand read: What happened that night?

Blinking, Lila tilts her head as she swore that it was a different question.

Her answer… she swore she didn't write it, she didn't even remember!

Looking at her answer, Lila tried to rationalize what's going on, going far as changing the answers.

When she finished, she looked at her changed worked, and blinked several times before realizing the answers haven't changed. Looking through her papers, she doesn't understand as it's her handwriting, but these weren't the answers she gave.

"I… I wouldn't…" Lila froze up as she stared at her homework.

Shaking her head, she reached out to the only person who'd know more than her, but when she looked up, she was back…

Back…

Back…

Home…?

Lila's chestnut eyes fluttered opened when she felt Theodore's hand on her shoulder. She'd fallen asleep in her spot and Theodore left her to sleep as he didn't want to disturb her.

"What time is it?" Lila asked him as he helped her up, brushing off her shirt.

Theodore replied that he woke up her up early, so she'd get a shower and switch out her clothes, especially grab breakfast. As it is an important meal of the day.

Nodding, Lila readied for the day and as she stepped out of the hallway back into the console room, she sees her stack of books and papers waiting for her next to her backpack.

What a weird dream…

Handing her a sandwich, Theodore helped her gather her things as he tells her that he planned to look for anything on Professor Stanford. If he's not back at the TARDIS when Lila gets out of his class, stay inside.

"Aye, aye captain," Lila teasingly said as she left through the doorway as she made her way back through the groups of students back to Professor Stanford's classroom.

When she arrived, she sat at her spot.

The others in theirs as they remained quiet like before, as Lila subtly looked at them, she noticed that they didn't have papers or books with them, only her.

She wondered if there's an area she missed where they turned them in and her chestnut eyes glided as she looked for them, only to find nothing.

Weird.

Professor Stanford arrived and took the books and papers from Lila, bringing them to his desk as he began class while looking through her papers.

"Today's lesson, class, is childhood trauma," Professor Stanford tells his class as he sat Lila's homework on the desk. "How do children handle them and how it effects them. You've already done your homework, but our new student Ms. Stevenson hadn't, and now that she did, I believe it's a good time to expand what our answers are."

Basically, he wants them to reiterate the answers without having their homework in front of them, testing them, Lila knows that tactic well.

She braced to go through the passages she read and wrote about from memory, but Professor Stanford didn't ask about anything from the homework.

"Isn't it traumatizing?" Professor Stanford asked his students and they all replied in quiet murmurs. "Imagine the ache of a child losing their parent in such a fashion, what do you think they feel?"

Understanding the psychology of a child suffering trauma, putting themselves in their shoes, Professor Stanford wanted them to feel the emotions of that child.

He went through a scenario for the students to follow and to place themselves in.

"You're coming home from school, your parent's waiting for you and your other parent's at work. You go through that doorway, go into the kitchen, but your parent isn't there. There's no lunch on the table, the car's in the driveway, no note, and you check everywhere for them. You go upstairs, calling out to them, but they don't answer you," Professor Stanford gazed at his students as they looked on. "The bedroom door's open and they're not inside, but you hear running water coming from the closed bathroom. You investigate it, you see water coming from underneath the bathroom door. You reached out and turn the knob, opening towards you. What, do you see?"