"My charity's extended to worse." The long-suffering look betrays years of futilely trying to instill knowledge in the ignorant. The faith has a tradition of noble sufferers.

"Sloth, however, will. Count the cost, Ms. Porrim. To teach, my classes spare no effort. You'll do the same, if you wish to survive them."

How does he know her name? The student body is just one more thing for him to learn.