So you get outside and head off school grounds. Are you headed through the woods or along the road. It's a bit of a walk back to Bar Harbor (about 5 miles.)
The air is crisp and you certainly feel less stifled than you did in school. Wolf seems a smidge happier.
But as soon as you get outside you call James. He picks up relatively fast, maybe two rings.
"Nula? What is it?" His voice is low, as if he's doing his best not to be heard.