"Not much of a threat at all," Topher smiled. "I'm just okay at what I do." He really wasn't the greatest actor - he'd felt as though he'd had to ham it up too much to play Edmund - but he did okay with the music. The leadership thing...that would be tested one day.

"I think the change might be good for the school," he said after a brief hesitation. "I mean. This place has been home for as long as I can remember, so there's going to be a lot that I need to get used to. The kitchen being off-limits, for one. All of the new rules. It's going to be a mental fight to try and slide into the new way of life at the Institute." He licked his lips, then, and took a deep breath.

"Honestly, I can't help but feel as though some of this is my fault. I was running a rogue training exercise the day some officials came to take a look at the school, and things went down south quickly. It's not all my fault, I know, but there's a little bit of chaos that I contributed to help get us where we are now. But this might be for our betterment. There are so many of us now that we kind of need to run more official-like, you know?" Which brought about the question as to whether or not they were going to split the various students into smaller training squads. He'd have to bug Rachel about that.

"How about you?"