"Professor Elric? You were saying?"
Edward Elric startled and gazed around him. Twenty students at desks were looking up at him curiously, pens in their hands and old science books open to biological construction. The small classroom was falling dark as black clouds outside promised rain. He shook his head and looked to the student who had spoken.
"Sorry, where was I?" he said, almost to himself.
"Um, about Dr John Dee's discoveries and his research into alchemy," the young student piped up.
So that's why he had blanked out. Hearing these normal people say alchemy as some wishful and complicated art
the word had sounded almost foreign to him. The class were still silent and he cleared his throat and looked around.
"Ah yes, sorry about that. I think we had better leave it there for today. If I could have at least four pages of research and study on John Dee for next week and feel free to include your own personal opinion
yes that's all - dismissed."