Kellen and Rhys didn't end up going back to sleep. Which meant that Kellen was awake, dressed, and had his own tea in his hand as he sent off the first half of his second group without a hitch. He wasn't expecting the second half of his first group's arrival until later, so he went off to his classes. Thankful for the jacket he was wearing.
He'd left some pretty serious teeth marks on his wrist and the meaty part of his hand. No one was really looking at his hands right now, besides Rhys, so he was free from criticism from everyone but Taylor.
Who made a comment about him needing healing as soon as she saw him in the small waiting room in the afternoon.
Rhys was busy laughing to himself as Taylor frowned. She at least looked better then the last pick up they had done, and he had a feeling that was intentional. She didn't want to be hounded by the recently returned Guides like last time.
