[ Waver mentally notes to see if he has anything that would be suitable for working out in, but offered a nod of agreement. Outside of school would be good. They didn’t need to add to the problem by gaining an audience with this idea. ]

Alright, I think I can work with that. Next time we’ll figure out somewhere else to meet for that.

[ He agreed, before looking up at the imposing building before them. The Clock Tower was, in fact, more than just that. It was a sprawling collection of tall, old buildings that housed the school. The main floors were quiet given it was a Sunday afternoon, with only the odd person traversing the halls for their own reasons. Pulling open the door, he gestured over his shoulder. ]

The library is this way, not too far now.