I walked out of the lecture theater, mind churning, and into an argument.

Shenka practically chest bumped me as I exited the room, head down, and I had to jerk to a halt, squeaking in surprise for the second time. I was one of the last to leave, so at least I wasn't blocking the exit. Because the look on Shenka's face told me she wasn't letting me go until she spoke her mind.

Good then. A nice fight was just what I needed to work out the kinks.

"No hitting," I ...