“I’m so glad you’re okay!”
Beth looks like she’s going to burst into tears as we walk into the mess.
Since our classes are on the Level 1 island, including the mess, I’m relieved that we don’t have to take the ferry to get to the mess.
The infrastructure of this place is starting to look more and more like some private school with a large building in the center of the island with huge domes. It’s filled with classrooms and offices for the teachers, the structure a little old fashioned. It looks like something out of some British magazine for Victorian era mansions. The corridors are open-aired, and there are benches sprawled in the courtyard, a seemingly nice place to hang out. There is also a botanical garden and a class which we haven’t been assigned yet. The class takes place in the
