Idia doesn't notice Cater's approach until he hears that bubbly voice, his attention fixed on his tablet screen. The greeting makes him startle with a yelp that draws everyone's attention to him, including Trein's scowl. A cold sweat prickles across Idia's forehead and down his back as he sinks further into his seat.

"Wha-- um, o-- okay...." No, he's not agreeing to the meet-up, he's confused by the request and Cater's quick veering toward an empty seat a somewhat comfortable distance away. Sure enough, Idia's thoughts chase themselves the entire class. Focusing is about as easy as it was last time he did the IRL thing, which is to say not at all. Why did Cater have to leave him hanging? So cruel!

So it's only fair that, once the bell chimes, Idia grabs his stuff and books it for the classroom exit. Haste buff, engaged! He wishes he could stack the buffs but he doesn't have the mana for double-casting (read: he's a nerd with a nerd's physique). You're not pulling him into a random encounter this time, Mr. Cater!