( there's a short puff of amusement there on his lips when she goes and asks that. )

Definitely the loud kind. That a certain someone who shall remain nameless enjoys stealing off me every now and then.

( three guesses who that could be.

he goes back to fixing a sandwich for himself — adds on a good dollop of peanut butter to the bread — as he he mulls over what she'd said earlier about wishing she had gone to the school. )

I take it you're a mutant then. Like me.