Cautiously, as Popp oozes towards the ground, the tray of buns is offered back. There's still some left, and he's made sure they never hit the ground! That was something, surely. And maybe food would be a distraction before any leaking began again.

And that sort of proves his point, he's pretty sure. Teachers are horrendously vicious, but they 'mean well'. And it does work. "But it worked, no matter how terrifying or painful it was in the moment."

That's how it worked. That's how it always worked. Even if he, their prize weapon, was a little more indispensable than most, teachers rarely were interested in losing the time and effort they put into their students. "Terror and raw survival instinct are among nature's most potent tools for us to learn by, for all that they're difficult to experience. And your friends survived because of it, so in the end.. it's still worthwhile, yes?"

Whatever the hell Zoom was. Haste? Portal?