True to his word, he doesn't laugh. He doesn't do much of anything but blink, and kind of sigh at himself because he probably should have guessed sooner. Jay. Figures.

"I'm bad with names," he says, which is technically true. He has a bad memory. Things leak out of it all the damn time, and there's nothing much he can do about it. Case in point: he still doesn't quite know how he ended up here. He just kind of wants to not be here anymore.

"I'm not really in class a whole lot anyway."