Rachel noted the perking up, even silently, and would consider the full implications of it later. There were more pressing concerns.

Like the knock on her door. Rachel waved and the door opened. A student scooted in to set the tray on Rachel's desk. Then beat feet to get out of the office. Possibly to get away from Brooke more than the headmaster. Rachel waved her hand the other way and the door closed behind the student.

"How much do you think the turtles are separate entities from Pete's baseline personality? Or to put it another way, how much of a duality have you sensed from him?"