Otto blinked back a surprised expression as Willow faced him again, his eyes not even flicking to the hand that slammed into the wall beside him. Well, she was sharp. She knew why he'd been there and he couldn't say he was surprised. He was a terrible actor, and not spy material. He knew his trip there was going to be futile, it just sucked he got found out so quickly.

What did he care about other than saving his own a**? It was a tough question. It was almost funny that he didn't have an answer. Otto smirked, a short dry chuckle escaping his throat. "I'm sure they would." He replied with a shrug.

"Fine. Enlighten me. Tell me about your precious school." He'd at least listen, if nothing else.