Cyrus just so happened to be on his way back from his first class of the day before he had that nice little chunk of time in the middle to relax and grade homework assignments. He'd get some tea--oh god, that endorphin tea that Rhys had given him that one time had become his life blood. He was drinking it everyday now. How stellar. So, oddly enough, Cyrus was in a bit of a rather cheerful mood as he settled down and got to work.