Charm
A silence hung in the Dean's office, mixed with the warmth from the hearth and the Icey cold temperature from the Dean herself.
Lex sat there, surprised, as this was the last question he had imagined Dean would ask. Being her disciple? Of course, he wanted to. Who didn't want to learn from the best of the best?
But he couldn't understand why Bella was asking him. Why did she suddenly want him as a disciple? His paranoia was again coming into play, preventing him from making swift decisions.
He narrowed his eyes as thoughts passed through his mind, and his face must have shown his thoughts, as Bella said.
"Don't worry. Connections don't work with me."
Lex felt a little relief hearing that. He had thought Bella was just asking to be her disciple because of his parents. They had a high status, and he was pretty sure they knew Bella.