"I could care less about them, really..." They weren't her children, and she doubted she would ever wish to get close to them enough to allow such a level of affection. Toby would be her only son. The Headmaster, however, was in her debt for allowing them to marry so quickly, along with his participation in their ceremony. She knows she doesn't have the patience to deal with being an instructor.

Not like anyone would pass her courses, anyway.

With a sigh, Grell shifted to sit between his legs and lean against his chest, noticing that Lark was pretty much asleep. Grell, however, felt agitated. Anxious. Becoming a SeeD and focusing on computer science was the outlet she needed to curb her rather murderous tendencies. But she was getting bored.

So for a while, she was quiet. It wasn't a foreboding silence. Just something she didn't do often.