Tavris starts to fidget under her teacher's gaze, knowing that her cheeks are flushed even more than before, feeling dirty and used and somewhat less than human at the moment. But she's relieved, like cold water being poured over her head, when Charlotte finally speaks.

"I--I'd never! I'd never tell, I swear." She's nodding enthusiastically, brows drawn upward pleadingly. "I'll do it. I'll--I'll meet you, and I won't tell a soul." She can feel her stomach twisting, wavering between pleasant and unpleasant, wondering exactly what Ms. Serket has in store for her.