"I wouldn't try my luck to that degree, Aragaki Shinjiro." So is she frowns upon missing class so much, why is she smiling when she says it? That thought nags at Mitsuru... and yet she doesn't bother to hide the way her lips quirk up. Something about this exchange is both familiar, and comes naturally to her.

"If nothing else, I consider it important that we remain students here, and abreast with our academics. It is... one of the few constants, after all." Equal to fencing if she's being honest with herself. And on that thought, Mitsuru steps over to deposit her fencing foil in one of the practice stands.

"In fact... I suppose I could assist you in studying or notes. If you so desire it." It seems only proper to do so; like she's making up for something she failed on, in the past.