Haste

"What are you doing here, Professor?" Zyila asked suddenly, unable to pull her gaze away. She couldn't explain it, but there was something different about him. Perhaps it had been height, for he seemed a head taller, or the way his skin seemed to glisten beneath the morning dawn. Whatever it might have been, she was enthralled by it. 

"I'm on the hunt for Atrium," he said when he remembered something. He added, "Do be careful. Some rats seemed to have managed to escape detection of the professors watching." He smiled coldly at the silver bracelet broadcasting everything. "A couple of homunculus with a dragon lineage are here." 

"Are they dangerous?" Aurelia asked. 

"Depends if you find the Atrium first," Altair said. He tapped Morningstar at his hip and stared deep into Aurelia's eyes. "Don't forget to call it forth if you're ever in trouble. Consequences be damn. Now then, I'll be on my way."