Although Adrienne could feel her students' eyes on her, she tried not to make eye contact with them. How terribly immature she must seem to them. She may not have been a professor anymore, in the technical sense of the word, but she did not enjoy the idea that they would see her as someone too unprepared and too naive to actually be their teacher. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she had to wonder what she would actually do with her life. Being a stay-at-home mother would not be terrible, given that Kaiden was getting a start in his career. But she wasn't sure that she could handle it. She just didn't think she could stand it for the rest of her life. She needed purpose, and it only hit her just then that, even before she had met Kaiden, Adrienne had been unsure of what she wanted to do with her life.
She was incredibly disappointed in herself for failing to actually plan out her future. As Katherine put her hand in Evander's and walked away with him, Adrienne wanted to drop her head into her hands, but refrained. It was a good thing, too, since she felt Kaiden walking over to her even before he appeared at her side.
"No," she replied quickly, sitting up straighter at his offer. "No, don't do that. I just... I don't know why I'm so freaked out about it. It isn't how I want to act." She glanced down at her middle, assuming that her actions had something to do with the pregnancy. Holding one hand out to him, she sighed. "The problem is that I just have these really.. strong emotions, I guess. And I can't really help it. I don't even know why I react the way I do anymore. I'm scared, even though we've had months and months to prepare for this, and I should be ready by now. I know I should. I'm just not sure what I'm doing with my life, career wise. I spent so long thinking about Asher, and-"
She shook her head, clasping her hands in her lap and looking down at them. Shame colored her expression and she decided it would probably be best to just stop before she rambled and bothered him with it all the more.
Across the Great Hall, Katherine was realizing - too late - that she might not have made the best decision in the world when she suggested they go dance. She probably should have gone with that plan if she had realized how strange she would feel about it. It wasn't because it was Evander, or anything. She just had not been that close to anyone since returning. Physically, that is. She hadn't had to stand so near to another person, besides her brothers, so when they reached the middle of the dance floor she flushed a bright pink, hesitating. Unlucky for her, it was a slow song, too.