Layland was sure that if he hadn't drugged Cian with the potion, the other student would have hated him. He could hear the distrust in his voice now, saying clearly that he thought Layland was heartless. Even a love potion couldn't make a person like him completely. Knowing that Cian really hated him, he hadn't wanted to be near him, but now he was in awe and curious as hell. "Of course I was avoiding you. I thought--" he didn't finish his sentence when he saw Cian weave and then fall over.

"Cian?!" Layland exclaimed as he moved to the sleeping man's side. He sat there for a second, just trying to gather his composure. "I have no idea how to deal with this." Grumbling to himself, he picked up Cian and carried him to the nurse's office, saying that he'd collapsed from fatigue. That's probably what it was after all. Layland didn't stick around for Cian to wake up again though. He had a test to take, not that he'd be able to concentrate on it now.