It was six in the night and a few minutes after dinner. Tess stopped walking, but it wasn't so she could step onto her bed. Annie handed her a telecom and she began to turn her back to her teammates.
She tried to set her mind on the bloody brawl about to begin, but the grin she glimpsed on Lanse's face wiped her mind blank. He couldn't still be smiling about the Granma insult he made some minutes ago, could he? They were about to face the Elites, but he occupied his mind with such foolish things.
As he strapped his telecom on, his elbow happened to touch her waist. Her right eye twitched in annoyance. Why did he choose to stand beside her and why was he so close? Stamping too hard on the white tiles was not a good idea. She had a feeling they would break sending her into a long fall to Sensei's secret dungeon.
