The classroom hawk raven saw Fai's slip the moment it happened, and started cawing and flapping up a storm. That initially earned the bird an irritated look, before the ancient lady followed her line of vision to--

"Oh!" Ms. Carver startles, blinking a bit before quickly setting down her tools, and hobbling over. The animated broom and brush cease what they're doing and dart over, pushing back a few students and keeping them out of the way. "You must be more careful, deary! I thought I mentioned that these are very sharp." She quickly looks over his hand, tapping her chin. "Put pressure on it and lift it over your head."

As the instructor waddles off, the raven, still making a fuss, flies over with a rag, and quips, "Good going, buster."