"Creative or geektastic," Casey responded before he even thought about it. "At first I thought it could have been familiars. Like your Corduroy, but with it happening in different dorms? Not likely. And this is easier than searching every building top to bottom." He'd already looked through the public places of Beauregard, anyway.

He shook his head for a moment, pulling himself off the topic of trackers and socks. "If I keep going with that I'll just bore you," he looked up at her and smile. "What brings you over to Beau?"