"Thanks," Beverly says a little more quietly, otherwise at a loss for words for a moment. She can't even entirely pinpoint why any of this seemed worth mentioning at all, and there's still plenty that isn't, but she also can't really imagine this having gone over better than it has. He really, genuinely seems to believe her, even without that creepy teacher having touched her in any way that could be construed as something other than harmless. If he had, though, would she have had it in her to say anything then? She can't actually be sure. God knows she kept her mouth shut at home for all that time, and this is just a teacher that she sees once a week, that there's hardly ever cause for her to be alone with.

At least she's managed to tell someone know, though if anything will actually come of it, she has no way of knowing. She just hopes that any confrontation doesn't lead to that creep taking it out on her or the other girls.

"You know, for... actually believing me. I didn't really think anyone would." She shrugs, too easy for the subject. "That's why I skipped. Seemed easier than trying to explain why I didn't want to go to P.E."