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Zechariah shrugged. "If you could bring in that smaller bag with my baking utensils, I'd appreciate it." He wondered if Phoenix was just shy. That was the only possibility he saw. The poor young man did not even suspect he was actually a she. After all, what reason would there be for a young woman to risk getting in trouble by enrolling in an all-male school? Once he came in, Zechariah began unpacking, placing his things where he knew he would find them, including his Bible, which he placed on one of the shelves. "I hope you're not Anti-Theistic. That kind of bigotry does get annoying after a time. Just saying."