Lily looks at him like he's gone mental.

Because ... well, it's Grindstaff. You don't do things like that in his class.

Not if you want to live to graduate.

"Right," she says. "Well, I guess I'll leave you two to that, then, and go check in with Fenton and Iphigenia."

Lily leans over to kiss James for maybe half a second longer than is exactly appropriate with Black standing there.

"See you soon, James," she says, taking her suitcase back.

She nods to his best friend. "Black."