The paper in my face almost causes me to spill the coffee, but I'm lucky enough that she doesn't push me with it. Obviously, I can't read it like this, as the words are all blurry this close. And I can't take it while my hands are full. I'll have to set the food down before I can take a look at it.
"Yeah," I answer her as I set the bagged sandwiches on the coffee table before her. Next to it, I also place the coffee cups. "I wasn't sure what you like in your coffee, so I brought these." I retrieve the creamers from my pocket and place them on the table. Some of them had been slightly crunched from shoving them in my pocket, but it doesn't look like any of them ruptured.
Now that my hands are emptied, I can now take the class schedule and read it for myself. As I study it, I take a lot of small sips from my coffee cup. I didn't bother adding creamer. I like it black. More robust... if that's what it means.
"Huh," I say as I finish looking over it. "It seems their placing us in all the same classes except for one period." That makes sense, since a fighter doesn't really need to learn sacrifice's duties, and vice versa. Then an idea hits me. "What if we switched roles? I mean, if you want to take the roll of sacrifice then maybe we can give it a shot. Would we be allowed to do that?" Even if we weren't, I'd still like to give it a try. I'm not use to being in charge, so I wouldn't know what to do.