Stewart sighed heavily as if answering that question was such a burden, and then pulled out his phone to pull up his email with his schedule in it, because what was he? Some nerd from the '70s who had it memorized?

Another sigh, and he read it off: "Finding New Hobbies," was his eyeroll there more for the course itself or for the instructor specifically? Probably both!, "Norse Life," his hand twitched up with a metal devil horse gesture because guess who was pumped for that class for probably all the wrong reasons, "and Relax & Chill."

That one got a snort, because he was pretty sure his preferred methods for that would not be making the syllabus.

And now watch him pour ever ounce of apathy he could muster into a single word as he turned the question back at Arden, even though he clearly didn't care even a little.

"You?"