Phoebe
Phoebe's notes, which she took at a furious rate, were twofold. One on the subject, which she found utterly fascinating, and one on Nate's teaching style. So far he was very clear, easy to understand and follow along, so she had no criticism to give. He had just started though so things could change. As for the subject matter... she had begun to catch onto this sort of thing from watching the cells she studied and from observing the blight, but she hadn't put a real name to it. Germ...the individual, microlensic things that caused illness. The way in which they spread had major implications for how they all functioned in regards to health practice too. As he asked if everyone followed along, she simply nodded, still taking notes. The enthusiastic shout from the back did make her smile though.
In These Past Few Days When I See Myself
I Seem Like Someone Else
I Seem Like Someone Else
