Tatum had heard the entire speech before, her step-mother was always harping on her about how competitive medical school could be, and she nodded her head dutifully. "I-I know mom. I'm.. r-really going to pull up my s-socks this term, I swear. You're g-gunna see," the redhead murmured weakly, looking up at both of her parents across the table. She didn't miss the fond smile that Sera got, while she and Rath received a skeptical glance.
"N-No trouble," Tatum agreed softly. Mick looked to both of his daughters, as well as his son, and then nodded slowly. "That's what we like to hear," he replied, glad to hear Sera correct herself quickly on the slip-up swear. "We know that you'll all act with the utmost respect for your educations, and your teachers.. we don't expect to hear any negative feedback this semester, or any other."