Jeremy looked up at Keal. He moved the files he was reading smoothly to one side with his left hand and plucked the notification about Keal from his place with his right while maintaining eye contact with the boy. "Yes." he said, and turned his head to look at the paper, adjusting his glasses as he did so. He barely been reading for a second before he lay it flat and his eyes fell once more upon Keal. "Please, take a seat." he motioned to the chair infront of his desk.
"So you have the qualifications to teach music but, due to a misshap, are still a student." these words were said calmly and fluently in an almost slick manor. But before Keal had ample time to reply the teacher continued. "I could offer you a place as a teaching assistant in one or both of my Freshmen classes, or you could talk to another music teacher about helping in theirs." he leant back "But - all in all - I don't see any problem with it." he smiled, bringing his hands together intertwining his fingers as he rested them upon his stomach.