Church shrugs in response to her expression. It's what he remembers. Then again, with the EMP and ... Epsilon, he's not quite sure if what he remembers is right. Whatever. It's too early for existential memory bullshit.

So he just follows her back to her room, his hands fiddling with his clothes. Admittedly, he's a little nervous — not wanting to piss her off again. Then again, he's Church and he's never nervous. So.

Emotions, man.

"Anyway, uh. You still want me to come with you to class?"