Both Isabel's brows arched at that. "Really? You must be fine so far, someone usually gets a bug up their butt if you comport yourself outside of how they think their House ought to be run. Except for Professor Porsfin, he's not the Valhudor Housemaster. Though he wants to be," she said. "That's Professor Trent, but she teaches music."

Yes, Valhudors are notorious gossips, and really, Isabel's no different. At least she's walking while she's talking, slow enough to keep conversation and not lose him in Anastara's twisting streets.

"So what classes are you taking, then? Yes, I'm curious. That and I mean, since I'm technically ahead I can always tutor if you hit a rough patch. Not that I expect that out of you at all!" She laughed at that comment, merrily.