"Can't believe we are already at the first half of the academy year." Marenda said as she walked, her fingers trailing on a desk in the Primarch's office.
The desk was pristine, and her fingers emerged without dust.
"Indeed, and as usual your lectures will be had in the second half of the academic year."
"Can't say I am expecting it."
"Well now more than ever you should be expecting it." The Primarch stressed on now, bringing both their minds to the time of turbulence that had surrounded them.
Marenda took a seat across him, crossing her legs, "I heard you summoned the girl."
The Primarch quirked an eyebrow at her, "do I need your permission to summon her?"
"Of course you don't, except gods know what you were spewing at her."
"Nothing save facts I promise you."
"During this break I guess you will be lingering in your dead office as usual. This academy is really beginning to grow on you."