Terry started awake, blinking in confusion at his surroundings. He saw Reid standing nearby and gulped, hoping he wouldn't get into trouble. "I... I couldn't sleep and... You were busy..." He didn't want to mention the things he heard when he went to Reid's door. He hoped the teacher would assume that he saw the closed door and walked away. He gulped again and looked down at his paintings. Several failed portraits of the very man standing in front of him.

"I... I..." He looked down in shame, tears springing to his eyes. "I'm sorry, Sir..."