You make it to the classroom nibble-free. Perhaps you were running too fast for them to want anything to do with you?

The building is large, especially since classes are held on the other side of the school, meaning many stairwells, hallways, and elevators are in need to just get there.

Shelby's got you there with five minutes to spare, and you thank her profusely. "No problem. Do well in class today, you hear? I'll pick you back up later."

With that, she heads back to the dorms, leaving you to enter the classroom by yourself. It's a good thing that the students in here are also learning how to vore and/or unbirth properly, so that narrows down predators by a percentage.

There aren't many people present, but that may be a good thing. You close the door behind you, ignoring the heads turning your way. A teacher greets you and asks which type you need help in. "Both," you answer sheepishly.

"Pick one for the day," she says.

"Um...Unbirthing." Shelby *did* give you some pointers just recently, after all.

"Very well, then. Sit over there, please." She motions towards an empty seat and you walk over to it.